This one comes from Doubletough hunting buddy Ceth Land of Manning, South Carolina (that’s not him in the pic, but figured the visual would help!). I took my first hog with a knife (this is Doubletough Outdoors after all) on his hunting property a couple years ago. He’s got some friends with dogs trained exclusively for hog hunting and this is a story from one such hunt back in the spring:
The game manager for Ted Turner’s plantation on the Santee river is from Manning and invited us down to help with their hog problem. I went mainly just to see what a billionaire can do with 5,800 acres. It has a really nice plantation house and two nice keeper houses, plus lots of tractor barns, etc.
To hunt we went out in to rice fields where the game manager said the hogs have been feeding. To get there you dive down long dikes with tons of ducks getting up all around you. Down by the river we let the dogs out and they got on to a 200 lbs. sow in about 45 minutes. The hog jumped into a big drainage ditch with a dog on each ear. Michael (if you recall he owns all the dogs) jumped in after them and stuck her. It was only about 50 degrees so Michael had to change clothes before we set out again.
The game manager said the best signs were out on a island in the river so they decided to try that next. I had to be back for a meeting by 1:00 so I had to let them go without me. The report I got was they got a 350 lbs boar in just a few minutes and then the dogs got on to two really big boars. Before they could kill them the boars killed one dog and were tearing up the rest. The dog that was killed got disemboweled, so I was glad not to have been around a hog that could do that with 8 dogs on him. By the time they got all the dogs off the hogs, on the boat and ready to head back it had warmed up to 60 degrees and the river was lined with huge alligators. Michael says he will never go back unless it is under 40 degrees and even then he will not jump in any ditches.
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Precisely why I live in the mountains – away from swamps, gators, and 350 pound pigs!
Wow. An adventure.