Mount of my CA Hog

[Kentuck]

Shot this hog back in 2005. Finally got it back from the taxidermist. Don't ask, the guy has no work ethic. Does good work though.

[Matt722mx]

good looking mount!

[droopy]

is that the one you got when you tried to amputate your leg?:p

[EKY.MTN.HUNTER]

good lookin mount, give us the story if you don't mind.

[chucky]

Nice hog and mount.

[trust me]

A taxidermist could do a bad job on one of those and I'm not sure we would know. A face only its mother could love.

[Goose]

Usually the good taxidermist take longer due to the fact they have more work to do! Judging my the results of your mount, I'd say he did a pretty dam good job!

Just hope it doesn't give the kids nightmares!;)

[whackem & stackem]

good lookin mount

[Kentuck]

Here's the story. A little long winded and no comments from you Droopy. My leg is still attached although one side doesn't have any feeling! :cool:

Well, Let me start by saying things like this only happen to me. If I didn't have bad luck I wouldn't have any at all.

Picked up my buddy, Mark, at 5 am and drive to the island. Get there, sign in and proceed to the area I wanted to hunt. There were two other hunters and one was in area A and the other was in the area I chose to start in. No problem there is a lot of room. Get out of the truck and proceed to cut across the island to an area we had seen pigs when Mark had got drawn. Ended up meeting up with the other hunter along the levee and since he was ahead of us we decided to walk this raised roadbed along a canal that ran across the island. Up to this point we hadn't seen much sign at all. We see some old tracks on the roadbed we're walking so we know that a pig or two had been there recently. We go a couple hundred yards and flush a rooster. Mark, being from Colusa, got a kick out of that. I see a hen running ahead of us on the road and Mark runs up and flushes her. At this point it's about 7 and I really wasn't expecting to see anything until the evening. We walk about 50 more yards and I look across the canal and there stands a pig, broadside about 45 yards away. I draw down on it (this is a shotgun and slug only hunt). I knew that was a decent shot. But the pig started walking forward paralleling us so I decide to follow along. I think the pig had heard us as we later found a bed near there and had gotten up to relocate. The pig is paralleling me as Mark hangs back. the pig would stop and look at me, so I would stop. We go about 30 yards and the pig starts walking right to me. I think it was going to swim the canal to my side right to me. It stops about 15 yards straight in front of me looking right at me. I decide a head shot would be good so I clicked the safety off and BOOM! The pig drops like a rock! http://www.jesseshunting.com/forums/html/emoticons/smiley-dancin-red.gif It's lying there kicking like a son-of-a-gun and all I can see is legs and feet. Mark comes up to me and we are watching the pig. It starts to get it's legs under it and get up. I draw down when I felt I had a good shot and shot it again. It went back down, kicked a little and then stopped. Turns out we had to walk about a half mile back around the canal to get to the pig. We get there and as I walk up to it all I see is huge tusks! I poke it in the eye to make sure it is dead and the celebrating starts. Pics are taken and we determine the tusks are both over three inches. Cool. We take some pics and Mark starts back to the truck to get the game cart. I start field dressing. Now the negative part. As I'm almost done dressing it I find I need to move it a little. I think I laid my knife down but may have dropped it in the thick weeds. I start to kneel down and feel a sharp pain just below my right knee. I stand up and look down only to see my knife sticking out of my leg. Crud! http://www.jesseshunting.com/forums/html/emoticons/smiley-hitting-self.gif I pull the knife out and walk over to my pack. Dummy me left my first-aid kit at home and all I have is toilet paper. I put a wad of paper on it to help stop the bleeding. Mean while I realize I am definately heading to the emergency room. Mark finally gets back with the cart and I tell him I'm hurt. He finishes dressing the hog and loads it on the cart and we start to the truck. Aside from some bleeding on the way back we make it back easily. Thank God for both my very good friend Mark and that game cart as I was not able to help and would been in serious trouble if Iwas alone. Take some pics and start to leave the island. Stopped a few minutes and talked with one of the other hunters and his friend. They had dogs and had gotten a nice meat pig. They couldn't believe the size of the tusks on my pig and said I should get it mounted. I'm thinking about it. So after 5 stitches and work skinning the pig and taking it to the butcher I'm pretty tired. Was going back this evening but my wife and I felt I should rest the leg.Will go back tomorrow evening and try it again though.

Following are some pics. Oh ya, the tusks turned out to be 3 1/2 inches on one side and 3 3/8 inches on the other. That was with a steel tape so if I was able to follow the curvature of the tusks they may be bigger.

[redneck1377]

nice hog, hope your leg feel better

[droopy]

that's why granny would'nt let us play with knives,DDUUUHHHH!

[Kentuck]

Yeah, I can also remember a few slips while cleaning fish in her back yard! Man, those were the days.

[Triton]

Nice HOG, hope leg gets better

[johnnypossum]

nice mount kentuck