Sometimes things simply do not go as planned. This is exactly what happened November 10th thru the 16th.

Chris Kirby, president of Quaker Boy game calls and my self were scheduled to hunt the Red River region of OK. However it did not take many sits in the deer blinds to find that the deer were simply not moving. The number of deer on this ranch was very low and after three days of putting in a valid effort to capture some big bucks on video unsuccessfully we went to plan B.

I called good friend Meredith Cullen, owner of the Cullen Ranch in Quinland, TX. Knowing that the Cullen staff would be busy with their bird and deer hunting operation I asked Meredith would it be possible if we come by and spend of few days spotting and stalking the wild Russian boar hogs that were running around on his ranch. Meredith graciously invited us to come on by and try to roll tape on some these hogs. We hoped that we could get a couple of 300 pounders going down on videotape with archery gear.

Cameraman David Hoffert who had been videoing for the Realtree team going on 2 years seemed to have a little anxiety about being ground level videoing 300 LB Russian boars with razor sharp cutter teeth and a bad attitude. I informed David that every thing would be cool and it was a safe as deer hunting, when in reality I knew little or nothing about Russian Boar other than keep the wind in your face, make and good shot and run like the devil if they charged. So with all that knowledge to boot, David and I would hunt together and Chris and cameraman/Producer Steve Finch would be the second video team.

We figured between the two pairs that at least one of us would score on a good hunt.

Little did we know things were going to go a lot better than planned as we started our 2-day quest for wild pork.

The first morning we were greeted with a light Texas frost, and cool temperatures in the 30’s. I decided to start off in an area where the year before I had seen a lot of hogs while I was deer hunting. This particular part of the ranch also afforded me a large area to glass. If we could see hogs we could then plan a strategic stalk that would hopefully get us within 40 yards and allow a shot with my bow.

It had only been daylight around 45 minutes when we saw our first hog. It was a medium sized boar. He trotted down the edge of a green field toward some thicker timber. After a little bit of thinking I decided to follow the hog and get a better look at him.

As we started our stalk, I could only see bits and pieces of the hog as he entered the hardwood timber. We sped up our approach trying our best not to lose visual on the pig. When we got to the edge of the timber, I heard a loud squeal to our right around a 150 yards. It did not take long to confirm that the noise was coming from a herd of wild hogs. They were all heading in our direction. Quickly we checked the wind and got in better position for a shot. David started rolling tape on what appeared to be 5 different hogs coming toward us. Two of them were boars and it definitely did not like the presence of each other being there due to the sows that we in the herd. One of the sows had to have been in heat because both boar hogs were dogging her just like a rutting buck will doe a doe in estrus. Now at only 50 yards I started putting pressure on my bowstring. That’s when everything went crazy. The two boars had had enough of each other. The fight of the century broke out just in front of us. There were grunts, squeals, snarls and white frothy foam flying from the two heavyweights as they fought for the right to breed. I tried to maneuver in position for a shot, but I was caught out in the open and could not close the distance. The group of wild pigs slowly worked their way into the timber, and gave me the chance to start a deliberate stalk.

After 3 hours of keeping a visual on the two boars everything started to come together. We had been kneeling on an old cattle trail in thick cover with hogs all around us when we noticed the larger of the two boars coming toward us. He was on the same trial that we were on. My heart was pounding out of my chest. The huge boar was at 30 yards walking directly to us. I took a quick glance behind me to make sure my cameraman had not went AWOL. He was hanging tight with the lens pointed at the black beast approaching us. I drew my bow as he went behind a tree. At a distance of 5 yards the boar stopped and looked at us kneeling in the trail. I was not sure if I wanted the boar to turn broadside or just run off. I certainly hoped we did not make him mad that we were in his trail.

Then the monster backed up a step and exposed his vitals to the camera and me. I took the opportunity and sent my shaft tipped with the 100 grain Rocky Mountain premier broadhead in his lungs. The big boar went about 50 yards after the hit and looked back, then went down for good.

I was pumped! What a hunt!

The hog later weighed in at 305 pounds.

Later that same after noon Chris and Steve went to another section of the ranch, and got all over pigs. It took them around 2 hours to stalk up on a large boar feeding in grassy area. Just before Chris released his arrow he noticed a larger boar coming into the same slough with him. Quickly Chris and Steve turned in time to get the big Russian on tape. Chris drew a bead on the boar and sent a perfect shot on the quartering away target.

Chris’s hog weighed even more. A whooping 320 lbs.!

There is no doubt this in one deer hunt that went HOG WILD!

These spot and stalk hunts can been seen on the newest Realtree video available this summer. CLASSIC HUNTS 4.