Last week the college roommates and I headed to Oklahoma for our first pig hunt. It was on private land over feeders. Two out of the three of us scored.
The first one, a 160 lb boar, was taken at about 60 yards with a .270 and a 130 BT over the classic 59.5 grains H4831. Quartering shot went through the oncoming shoulder and obliterated the heart. The beast was dead on its feet, but since he kept moving, my buddy cranked the bolt a couple more times until the dust settled. The jacket fell out and made a "clink" on the concrete when we skinned him. I don't have pictures but it looked about perfect. Chunks of the core were also found throughout the guts.
Mine was a sow about the same size, a little over 80 yards. Launch platform was the 1959 M70 Featherweight, chambered in the wonderful .30-06, with a 6X42 Leupold. The load was a 165 AB over 59 grains H4350 and clocks 2,860 FPS. It took her right at the base of her skull just behind the atlas joint. Obviously she went straight down. She had a big ol' litter inside of her and looked pretty healthy, and there was no lost meat so hopefully she tastes OK. I should be set on brats and breakfast sausage for a while!
The weather was magnificent; lows in the mid-30s and highs bumping 60. We returned home to ambient temperatures below zero and wind gusts of 60 mph...
The first one, a 160 lb boar, was taken at about 60 yards with a .270 and a 130 BT over the classic 59.5 grains H4831. Quartering shot went through the oncoming shoulder and obliterated the heart. The beast was dead on its feet, but since he kept moving, my buddy cranked the bolt a couple more times until the dust settled. The jacket fell out and made a "clink" on the concrete when we skinned him. I don't have pictures but it looked about perfect. Chunks of the core were also found throughout the guts.
Mine was a sow about the same size, a little over 80 yards. Launch platform was the 1959 M70 Featherweight, chambered in the wonderful .30-06, with a 6X42 Leupold. The load was a 165 AB over 59 grains H4350 and clocks 2,860 FPS. It took her right at the base of her skull just behind the atlas joint. Obviously she went straight down. She had a big ol' litter inside of her and looked pretty healthy, and there was no lost meat so hopefully she tastes OK. I should be set on brats and breakfast sausage for a while!
The weather was magnificent; lows in the mid-30s and highs bumping 60. We returned home to ambient temperatures below zero and wind gusts of 60 mph...
