Score yesterday was not a single hog… sigh…
Up at 0400 out the door to drive 1/2 hour to the landing, only to be greeted by ground fog on the river. We motored down by GPS to about 1 mile above the spit, then trolling motor to within probably 10 yards of the spit, couldn’t see much past the front of the boat. We could hear the hogs, but couldn’t risk a shot… Tried to close, they smelled us and away they went.
Came back about 1800, set up on the levee near where we got the ones last night, and here came the rain AND the thunder and lightning. Sat in the trucks for a while, lightning hit about 1/4 mile away and we gave it up as a bad deal.
The ONLY positive, I got to look at and photograph a restored 190 year old Kentucky Long Rifle! I’ll post on that in the next couple of days.