My weapon of decision is the Ruger Blackhawk 44 Magnum single activity gun utilizing Barnes 44 Mag 225 grain HP plant ammunition. Ryan Travis and the other incredible people at Barnes hotfooted some 44Mag ammunition to me for this chase. I charitably like their help and liberality. In the event that you have a decision in your ammunition, get Barnes.
The Ruger is finished off with a picatiny rail and a Burris FastFire III red speck sight. The sight takes some becoming acclimated to so I was glad to shoot a few boxes working out my issues. The 44 Mag can be scary yet by a long shot, the base I would use for pigs. It doesn’t take a lot to become accustomed to and pinging steel at 100 yards isn’t troublesome from a seat or shooting sticks.
Following half a month of work on shooting 6.5 creedmoor ammo for sale from situated, standing, stooping positions and tree limb rests I thought I was prepared. Rehearsing shots from odd points and positions sets you up for the obscure. Trust me when I say the pigs never collaborate and that ideal seat shot is once in a while in play. It’s anything but an unexpected swing left or right askew that appears to rule the last situation, in any event for me.
Believing I’m solid and steady, I planned a pig chase at my number one pig crushing farm, the Kaian Vista Ranch in Lometa, Texas. I was wearing a full camo ghille suit and face veil. Similar as a turkey chase.
The shot I was arranging would be close up and individual. Adequately close to smell them or get gutted by a genuine bruiser of a hog!
I sat and observed each specie that strolled off Noah’s Arc stop by yet not one single pig. Maybe it was the sort of day when everything goes wrong. Sometime thereafter we saw pics of pigs everywhere on the opposite side of the farm. So the evening chase would have been there. Watching the sun set and the light faint I never saw a pig. Well, perhaps I was busted by fragrance or sound. I don’t have a clue, however tomorrow is one more day. Next morning I arrangement again settled in certain trees and brush in full camo almost a notable pig party area with not a solitary locating. I was using up all available time and persistence however I had the evening and definitely, I would see the pigs this time. The evening creeped up on us and soon I was out again – appeared to be regardless of what I was on the contrary side of the farm from where pigs were. Feeling disappointed myself and the farm proprietor chose to make this a genuine chase and go out discover the pigs around evening time!
My gun good to go, we crisscrossed through the farm’s open and wooded regions in the Polaris Ranger looking for the hotdog rulers. After around 45 minutes of the lights radiating through the dimness and uncovering each kind of untamed life, PIGS! Sleeping under a solitary cedar tree around 10 pigs staggered up and began quartering away from the lights of the approaching Polaris. With my companion Devo in charge, we gave pursue. At max throttle, we moved toward the pigs and coordinated with speed and direction, I examined the crowd for my quarry. Focused in the bobbing Polaris, BOOM! First shot missed as soil kicked up almost a sow. The pigs unexpectedly changed course and Devo moved also. The sights were hard to track down with all the development so I just went full cattle rustler with the gun and depended on my intuition shooting. A pleasant youthful pig was currently on the edge of the group. My new objective was in a genuine rush to move away from the Ranger however we remained on him. Almost 20 yards from the front traveler tire, I clutched the bobbing vehicle with one hand inclined out, positioned the single activity Ruger and pressed, BLAM! The 44 Mag Barnes pummeled into the rump of the pig sending him sideways then slipping to a stop. I truly need to deal with this shot however the outcome was the pig was down and off to see the wizard.