This Guided Hog Hunt was for a 40th birthday celebration, and we set out for a one-night adventure in the fields. The night started off slow—quiet skies, little movement, and even with the scout covering territory for us, pigs were hard to come by.
Around 3:30 AM, they finally caught sight of a group of pigs in the distance, busy rooting in the field. They made a careful stalk and managed to close the distance to about 300 yards. Just as things were lining up, a sharp, high-pitched sound came from the nearby woods—something between a deer blow and a whistle. Whatever it was, it startled the pigs enough to send them running, passing right in front of us before disappearing into the dark.
By the time it all settled down, it was close to 4 AM and time to call it a night. Not every Wild Hog Hunt ends with a shot, but that’s all part of the experience—some nights, the pigs win.