Just finished our annual hog hunt and spending a few days in Dallas before heading back to cooler climates. We were fortunate enough that my sister let me take her boy on his first hunting trip. We had stalked a huge Hogzilla that I was hoping that he would be able to bag, but he wasn't able to acquire it in the scope, and he had already scoped himself in the eye during target practice, so he was a little afraid to shoot the wife's .308. At the last moment he called for me to shoot it, and I dropped it with a single shot. 540 pounds on the hoof.
So now my nephew is gun shy about the Mrs.'s 308. It just happens that my 45-70 has a scope in the scout config, and a Limbsaver recoil pad that works wonders. 5 minutest later, he pulls off an offhand shot at 60 yards. Double lungs a boar, who leaves a bright trail of blood and tissue. 178 pounds.
And not to be outdone, the Mrs. catches a redhead hog on the way back. 150 pounds.
She continued her killing spree, bagging 2 more hogs and blowing the heads off of 2 squirrels at 100 yards. My nephew shot a 90 pound sub-adult hog with my 22-250. Right through the heart.
So now my nephew is gun shy about the Mrs.'s 308. It just happens that my 45-70 has a scope in the scout config, and a Limbsaver recoil pad that works wonders. 5 minutest later, he pulls off an offhand shot at 60 yards. Double lungs a boar, who leaves a bright trail of blood and tissue. 178 pounds.
And not to be outdone, the Mrs. catches a redhead hog on the way back. 150 pounds.
She continued her killing spree, bagging 2 more hogs and blowing the heads off of 2 squirrels at 100 yards. My nephew shot a 90 pound sub-adult hog with my 22-250. Right through the heart.
