I went out yesterday to hunt hogs again and do some scouting of a new to me area. I've been busy, and also, those accursed turkeys have been occupying my time. With the MS turkeys being pretty much uncooperative again this year, I decided to try for some pigs.
I made a big loop to the South following a transition line between some thick pines and a brushy SMZ. I dropped elevation and after about half a mile I started getting into relatively fresh rooting sign. It was a couple of days old, so I kept going. About a mile in, and after crossing several sloughs, I found the sign I was looking for. All that rain we got a while back had topped the little feeder creeks and pushed up a lot of sand and leaves onto a flat between two creeks. The hogs had absolutely demolished that sandy ground. It was fresh, I mean really fresh. I set the Packseat up against a blowdown where I could cover the area and I got comfortable. It wasn't 5 minutes after sitting down that I saw what I thought were two foxes coming my way.
Well. it turned out that the foxes were two small reddish-brown pigs. They were little, about the body size of cats, but with shorter stubbier proportions. They came right on in grunting the whole way. They ended up making three complete circles around my location. I am assuming that piglets don't spook from human scent the way the adults do since they had to cross my scent at least three times in their little circuit. I was not wearing any scent control at all. I made a little video of them.
I sat for a couple of hours hoping that the parents were nearby and would come on through. No such luck, unfortunately.
I also found several spots that I feel will be prime spots for deer this fall.
It was a fun day out, not marred by the pursuit of non-gobbling psychotic birds.
