And this is looking at where the pasture and the creek used to be that we grew up playing in, and the woods we roamed that went about 4 miles… sigh…

We did get on some hogs right at dusk yesterday, down on the Sulfer River.  We took a john boat down the river to where they’ve been spotted and tied up across the river from the marshy spot at about 1845.  We figured about 30-35 yards across the river at that point.  Three of us in the boat, me with the SCAR, a buddy with an M-14 and another buddy with an AR.  


Sure enough, about nightfall they showed up, just barely enough light to see ( I REALLY wish I could afford NVGs), and we shot on a three count.  


I got one right below the eyes, a second as they turned, and hit a third and tumbled it, but it got up and hauled ass… It was all over in probably about 15 seconds.  But we ‘think’ we killed 8 or 9, and got lead into at least a couple more.  Due to the marshy stuff we weren’t able to get up to where we’d knocked the hogs down, but the spotlight showed 8 carcasses in the marsh (and they all looked like feral pigs rather than boars).  In chatting on the way back to the landing, and at dinner, the guys estimate they’ve killed somewhere in the neighborhood of 150 pigs in the last 15 months, and don’t really seem to be putting a dent in the population.


We went down to a Catfish place on the river (Sproul’s) and had catfish, pickled green tomatoes, and a big slice of coconut creme pie!  A GOOD day!!!


This morning a met a couple of folks for breakfast prior to heading to Tulsa, and there were four little ol’ ladies in the restaurant.  As they were leaving, “Miss Ellie” (who is about 88 or 89, former school teacher, and just a little bitty thing) came over to speak to us, and we asked her which of the new guns she’d pick.  She looked at the LCRs and KelTecs and said something to the effect of, “I don’t hold with those new fangled plastic things.”  We all cracked up and the Sheriff asked her if she was carrying, and she answered, “Now Sheriff, you ‘know’ a lady doesn’t tell!” As she patted her purse.  He also asked her when she’d practiced last, and she kinda glared at him, and said, “You know darn well I practice EVERY Sunday after church!”  And off she went…


The Sgt that was there related a story from when he was a young Deputy about Miss Ellie, she had some new neighbors move in and they called in one Sunday about gunshots next door, and the young deputy responded…  He said he went up to the door, not knowing what he would find, and here was this little old lady, and he was kinda scared to ask her, but he did; of course it was Miss Ellie ‘practicing’ so he got invited in to ‘check’ to make sure everything was okay, and there was the pistol on the kitchen table being cleaned, with a double barrel 20 Ga leaning against the table.  He got a cookie and a cup of coffee, and went next door and had a chat with the neighbors… No more gunshot calls after that… 


I’m up in Tulsa right now, just met up with Jim and we went to Wilson’s for BBQ. Probably a GOOD thing I’m not living back here, I’d weigh 400 lbs with all the good food!!!


On to Blogerado tomorrow for more shooty fun, good friends and MORE good food 🙂  I’m gonna need a wheelbarrow by Monday…


Just heard Steve Jobs died… RIP Mr Jobs, you done good…  But now what happens with Apple??? He WAS the driving force!