Phillip had hunted a number of different animals in the past but as yet had not been out for a pig hunt so he wanted to tick this off his bucket list. I planned to just ride the motorbike around until the dogs got keen on whatever was out there. We had three dogs with us Fog the main dog Sassy an 18 month old bitch who is starting to shape up and my young pup Shade.
At one point Sassy had tracked off up above us through the Douglas firs, when she was a couple of hundred meters away she started tracking back down at the same time that Fog and Shade were tracking up towards her so I had a feeling that they could ambush a pig between them. Right on key as they came together the bail went up. Phillip and I got within twenty meters when the pig broke down hill across the track that we had the bike parked on and bailed again. Each time we got in close this pig kept breaking but Fog would not give up and made sure that it did not get to far each time. In the end I got ahead of Phillip and shot this pig which turned out to be a 118 pound sow. She was dragged down into the gully and gutted ready to be picked up later.
Back at the bike we carried on around our planed route with some amazing views from the tops. As we started heading down the other side I noticed Fog taking off at full pace so quickly turned the bike around to head down a side track. While heading around the track I was watching the GPS and it looked like both Fog and Sassy had stopped something around the corner on the track. So following along on the bike I stopped just below by now the three dogs bailing a nice young boar in the open pines. I did manage to film the bail for 9 seconds before he tried to break but only made twenty meters at which point as soon as I saw an opening I took a shot at him with the SKS. He instantly charged downhill at us as if he had not been hit and it was Fog that grabbed him just before he came over the bank at us. I was quick to put the rifle down and jump on him so that Phillip could come in and stick this 88 pound boar. As it turned out my shot was a killer going right through the middle of him blowing his lungs too pieces. It just goes to show how tough these animals are. No carrying for this pig it was just put onto the front of the motorbike and carry on.
We rode a few more km back around to where we had caught the first pig and then had to walk 300 meters up into the gully to collect this one. Phillip was keen to have a carry and made it all the way out without needing a break. Back at home we weighed both pigs then I skinned and boned them out so that Phillip could take all of the meat away with him.