By the time we get to Tyler’s family’s house it’s 4 AM, and we grab about 2 hours of sleep. Being up all night and operating with little sleep is nothing new (thanks to my shifts with the fire department) but I was a little concerned about using deadly force with such little rest. 6:30 AM rolled around and we got up, got dressed and headed out the door for the blind that Tyler had set up earlier in the week, which overlooked a pile of corn being used for bait.
We had just sat down in the blind (I was using my Weatherby Vanguard Carbine that I’ve been prepping for the 1,000 yard rifle for under $500 project) and settled in when a doe and a yearling waltz towards our blind out of a draw to our 9 o’ clock. Like, directly AT our blind. The deer eventually walked within 10 yards of our position, stared straight at us, and then continued like nothing was wrong off into the woods to our 3 o’ clock. They were literally too close for a good sight picture with the Weatherby (I having left my .300 BLK AR-15 in the truck), and by the time they were at the right distance they ran away into the woods.
While we were waiting for the deer to loop back around and start munching on the corn I heard some footsteps coming from our 9 o’ clock again. I turned and saw a pack of nine wild hogs emerge from the woods casually walking right past where the deer had just strolled. I pointed it out to Tyler who immediately insisted I take a shot at the largest one, who had conveniently stopped for a second about 50-75 yards out. I took aim at its head, squeezed the trigger, and watched as the pig dropped straight onto its side. It was the first kill I had ever made, with a gun whose zero I hadn’t checked since it came off the airplane.
At this point the pack started picking up speed, but it wasn’t outright running just yet. More like a slow trot. Tyler encouraged me to take a shot at another pig as they came out of a wooded patch so I picked a hog, did some mental math to calculate the proper lead, waited for it to line up right in my crosshairs and pulled the trigger. I couldn’t see what happened because the gun moved too much so I didn’t know if I had hit anything yet. I honestly thought I had missed the second hog completely.
First is how important it is to hear what is going on around you. I was able to hear the hogs before they could be seen, and the reason I heard them before Tyler was that I didn’t have my ear protection on at the moment. Communication between hunting partners as well as audio situational awareness seem to be key parts of hunting, and that can’t happen effectively with traditional hearing protection. It makes me appreciate the silencer that should be coming next month all the more, and I would prefer to never hunt without one ever again.
Second was how fast my training kicked in and took over. I felt myself run through “sight picture, breathing, trigger control, follow through” as I lined up on the animal and took the shot, but I didn’t have to articulate every step of the process to myself. It was a fluid process that took a fraction of a second but was the result of years of training and hours spent on the range each week. It was like hitting a target during a shooting competition, but at least for the first animal I could choose when I fired and could take my time.
Third was that the saying “shot placement reigns supreme” really does hold true. I was using 168gr HPBT match bullets in a .308 Winchester cartridge that I loaded myself, and even though I wasn’t using the latest “hunting” ammunition or specialized hollow point rounds I still dropped two hogs cold in their tracks with two well placed shots. I suppose specialized hunting ammunition might help and increase the damage, but in the end placement is king. The above hog picture, by the way, shows the exit wound of my .308 round.
I admit it, I’m hooked. Shooting something that is alive and moving is a challenge, and I want to try it again. Tyler is off taking a nap right now and I can’t wait until he wakes up and we can go out again. I’m pretty sure these were “beginner’s luck” but I want to put that theory to the test…