You Can Come and Kill as Many as You Want
I live in Bryan, Texas, which is a sister-city to College Station, Texas, the home of my alma mater Texas A&M University. We have about 250 acres, and of that, about 110 acres in hardwoods and dense brush. We kill hogs weekly and cannot kill enough. Here in Texas you can hunt day or night, any firearm, bow, spear, cross-bow, axe, sledge hammer, no limit and still will not have made a dent in their population. Around 1999, they began to really cause damage to our property. We grow, shred and bale our own hay. That grass is the same height even though a bunch of hogs may have rooted out a six by eight, three foot deep hole. When your tractor wheel falls in it while you are shredding, raking or baling hay, first, it torques your axle of the drive train which is powering your shredder, and the PT U-Bolt breaks and if it doesn't, you strip your gears. (we have had both happen) We also use this place for our family hunting. (ducks, deer, squirrel, rabbitts) We also varmit hunt coyotes. And we kill every hog we see and drag the da*n thing off in the gulley for the buzzards. At first we took them with deer rifles and bows. Then we began to "experiment" as my 11 year old son calls it. He began the tradition of taking a high capacity AK-47, SKS or AR platform (he prefers the AK-47) and he has his 30 round magazines clamped together. I drive down in the pasture with the truck light out and he gets out and turns on his tactical flashlight and there's about 40 sets of yellow eyes looking back at him. (deer have green eyes in a spot light and we do not hunt illegally) He takes off running after the hogs after he opens up and keeps firing until the hogs run out or he empties his magazine. This was fun for him until he ran out of ammo in his first magazine and was charged by a 300lb boar. He was running for the truck and trying to pull his second magazine, put in the the magwell and pull the bolt. Then he turned and started firing and the chase went the otherway again. I videotaped it and his mother saw the video, which was not intended for her to EVER see. I was laughing so hard I could hardly keep the camera on him and he was yelling "shoot--shoot--shoot" while he was running. (I had a Mini-14 but was having too much fun) It looked like a Three Stooges episode. Anyway, drop me an e-mail and I can contact you about killing so many hogs you'll be tired of killing hogs.