Gawd, I never expected this topic on MP.net, but I
LOVE to go wild hog hunting myself. There is this awesome local watering hole where I know I'm sure to bag a beast when the mood strikes. I have to disagree with Kelly thought, because while they might be used to humans being around, they never seem to get any wiser.
I too stalk my prey within close proximity and I'm not adverse to a little hand to hand combat with these beasts if that is what it takes. I tangled for hours with one before it finally went down. *sigh* Good times.
Wind direction
is crucial, but I like to be upwind from my prey because I've discovered by sheer accident on a past excursion that when I wear Christian Dior "Poison" it seems to bring the hogs a running. I want them to get a wiff of me coming before I close in for the kill. It's exilerating.
I think Kelly has a point about sound. I find the less noise I make the more receptive to my trap they are.
Sight. I find that THIS is 90% of the battle. Hogs are visual creatures by nature. I don't hide my path, in fact, I'll strut right past them, just daring them to approach. I like to get to know my surroundings and let these hugs get used to my presence so that I seem like less of a threat. I never stare at them when we make contact. I look away so that they feel more dominent. I let them think I'm the prey.
I put myself right out there. I saunter up to the water hole, bend down and take my drink with the beasts letting them take a good long look at me. Slowly they come sniffing around, trying to figure out why I'm there. They seem confused at first and stand offish, but eventually the grow accustom to my presence.
I don't go barefoot. I like to wear my special hunting boots that come up to my thighs for protection and, while I knows it's a little Indiana Jones of me, I like to bring my whip to help fend them off when neccessary. Though somestimes they seem to like that more. I have a protective leather vest I wear too because I don't like to get all scarred up after I've bagged my beast.
I'd like to say I'm classy when I'm hunting, but I've come to realize that on the rare occassions I'm looking to snar something wild to mount that "classy" can be a turn off to these animals.
I'm sure this sounds like utter BS to most of you because your small minds can't fathom a mere woman getting over on a wild hog. The only proof I can offer you is a picture of me in
my hunting gear.
My mother always told me all men are pigs, but she's only 1/2 right.
