I had a few days of vacation that I needed to burn before the end of the year. Folically Challenged on 24hourcampfire.com ( official thread here) and I had been meaning to get out and do some hog hunting at his favorite spot in SE Georgia, Yellow Bluff Adventure Society. We got down there for 2.5 days worth of it. I’m just now back.

We are hogless. For me, it was 2.5 days of idyllic splendor completely devoid of anything remotely porcine– except the sausage and goetta, we consumed.

Yellow Bluff’s guides did a great job of putting us in good spots, but. . .

a) It was drier than FC had ever seen it. That meant the hogs were having trouble rooting in the food plots.
b) It was colder than FC had ever seen it. That meant the hogs were laying about in large pork piles trying to keep warm.

Folically Challenged, because he was more mobile, had more indirect encounters. He walked much more than I could. I’m nursing a wonky foot and had to stay in a blind. However, his encounters were more on the order of a squealing or grunting way back in the weeds.

I’d highly recommend Yellow Bluff. They did a bang-up job of hosting us.

Without dead hogs to show off, I’ll leave you with some panoramas I took out of the blinds.

They’ve been doing a great job of pampering the wildlife. We saw whitetails, turkeys. . . just about everything but hogs.  Thursday morning, I had a nice buck come to the feeder.    Watch this video.  Understand that after I stopped recording he came over, showed me his rump and started biting himself on the ass– ultimate cervid insolence!

 

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