42 Rumble on the River
Hard & Fast
52 Pig Dogs
14 Blast from the Past
16 Hunters Trophies
58 Dog Profile
22 Picking the Mob
24 In the Wild
64 Dog of a Night
26 What A Trip!
66 What itâ€™s About
32 Get In & Win Competition
68 Keen for More
34 Gear for the Hunter
76 Up the Creek
38 Trading Post/ Lost Dogs
82 Archers Corner
40 F@#kin Bogged
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Editorial Towards the end of October 2005, I was watching a program about feral pigs on the ABC show 'Landline' called Feral Pigs Moving South. Having a high regard for the show 'Landline', I was very disappointed to the bias approach that the program took, and found the article very one sided in their representation. As the headline suggests, the article reported how feral pigs were moving south into the state of Victoria and into its National Parks. Interviews throughout the broadcast included one local farmer and several National Park rangers and representatives, who described the high number of pigs in these areas and the resulting damage, also giving the opinion that the cause of this so called migration was the direct result of irresponsible hunters releasing pigs into the parks for recreational hunting…and that was it, only one side of the story blaming the hunters. There are a number of reasons why there are high pig numbers in the Victorian Parks, of which the reporter failed to mention. I would like to outline just two… Reason One, pigs have not, all of a sudden, just
bers, every pig caught is one less, that is true, but as
appeared into Victoria, they have been there for
an individual method of pest management it is not the
decades…and how did they get there? Have a look
answer. If the National Park representatives could
at our history, the 'Gold Rush' days where the Chinese
sit down with hunting groups and outline some rules
and European settlers released pigs for food. Like all
and regulations to abide by, the hunter could play an
successful introduced species, these small groups of
incredible role in helping the park rangers. Hunters
pigs over the last thirty to forty years have bred into
would definitely keep numbers down to a controlled
good-sized groups which move about for food.The pigs
level,and provide DPI with blood samples (research
have been in the Vic parks for decades.
material) taken from pigs which are destroyed.
Reason two; the regions surrounding the National
Hunters could supply feed back on the damage they
Parks have been suffering from drought for several
observe out in the field, as well as the movement
years, pigs won't habitat an area in hard drought, their
of pigs through the parks, and which areas they are
smarter than that…they will move to better grounds.
mostly in. With no cost to the government, "Hunters…
Hence, the pig numbers moving into the parks where
our Feral Pest Management Volunteers"!
there is good feed, shelter and water. All of which the
To sum it up, the program reported in a 'one-sided'
'Landline' article failed to mention
manner on a serious problem that gave the hunter a
bad name in the public’s eyes. Incorrect reports like
The show went on to demonstrate the rangers carrying
this do us, ‘’THE HUNTER’’, no justice!
Regards Vic Attard.
out trapping programs in an attempt to reduce numbers in the parks. Trapping itself will not control pig num-
We had just poured a house slab when my mate Corey said, "Feel like going for a hunt up the pine forest tonight?" Me being me, I said, "Yeah, for sure!" This area we often hunted, high in the hills just out of Nundle, was a haven for big cunning boars, the amount of times you get blown off or your dogs come back covered in holes we often wondered why we kept going back. It was in the middle of winter and we arrived there about 8pm, freezing cold, but with a beautiful light breeze blowing for the dogs. Things were looking good. We had Corey's dog, Ralph, and my old bitch, Tia, on the back as we slowly poked down the tracks. We were just discussing what roads to hit
headed back to the truck,
was getting a hiding. When I arrived,
when both dogs jumped off and flew
pretty happy with the way the hunt
I saw that he was a decent boar with
into the thick pine. Corey, Reggie and
had started. We jumped in the ute
a couple of inches out of his jaw. He
myself piled out of the Dual Cab and
and drove a good two hours before
had Tia jammed up under a fallen pine
ran like fools about 50 metres into the
the dogs got off again, not a bad jump
tree and was flogging the sh*t out
pine, then stopped to listen. It wasn't
but they came back about 30 minutes
of her. Everytime he lifted his head
long before we heard a couple of yaps
later, we decided it might be a good
he would smash her ribs in and you
come out of my bitch.
idea to drive around that block and try
could hear the wind getting knocked
"That's friggin' miles away!" said
to pick up the pig on the other side.
out of her, but still she hung on. A
The dogs were really keen, getting
25kg dog, ringing wet, against 80 odd
With that we started the long trek
off every so often but not picking
kilos of 'very p*ssed off' mountain
through the thick blackberries that
up on his scent. As we rounded the
boar, the pressure was on. I rushed in
choked the undergrowth of the pine
next corner the dogs flew off again.
and drove the knife deep in his throat
trees. It seemed like an hour had
This time we knew they were serious,
and one under his arm just for good
passed before we reached the dogs.
Ralph went in one direction and Tia in
measure. We dragged him out and
When we finally got there they had a
the other, flat out like a cat on a hot tin
got Tia out from under the tree. The
half decent sow about 45kg well under
roof! Only a short time passed before
old girl was wounded from head to
control. We knocked her over and
we heard the big hit up, it sounded
tail, one in particular that stretched
like a decent boar and the yelps that
from her nipples to her backbone. We
followed gave the same indication.
threw the pig on the back and headed
Corey and Reggie were on the scene first, and as I
home to get Tia to a vet. You have to admire the strength of
neared the boys I
these mountain boars, and when you
can pull one up with an old favourite dog, it's like winning a Gold Medal at the Olympics.
hear that Tia
The pig went 83kg clean, with Tia receiving a lot of stitching and not being the same since, I wonder who got who!
Story & Photos by Lonnie Brockman, Ciarns, QLD.
R E T S U B DOG
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Donâ€™t Wake the N EIGH
I went to stay at my Brother Dick's place, about 100k m from Tamworth couple of days an , for a few weeks d I noticed some . I was there a pig diggings from his front window, enough it was, an so I went to check th d it seemed fairly em out. Sure fresh. The next morning I was up just befo re sun-up and I lo oked out the win house, along with dow and I saw th a few good sized e neighbours pigs. I said to D ick that we will ta down in the mor ke his old retired pig ning and try and dog, Emma, get one of the cu nn in g bu ggers. It was ab of bed and by th out 3:30am whe e time we pulled n we got out ourselves away fro m th e log fire and go frost. We walke t ready it was 4:00 d about 100m fro am. Monster m the house whi ch w as about 50 metres and Emma was from the neighbou off. We saw six rs house good sized pigs w ith a half flat dolphin to tail. She went st rch, and Emma w raight pst the sm as hot on their all pigs which wer e ar ound the 60kg m boar in his front ark and pulled up yard. the biggest It was the quicke st and easiest bo ar with one dog we have ever ca Home in bed by ught. 5:00am. wba
BATTLE OF THE TOUGHEST
It was a hot, steamy January day
house exhausted from a hard days
managed to tie two legs to a tree root.
on my cattle property in Central
work, but before I could even get in
It was just as I was getting my breath
Queensland, where I lived with
the gate, my wife was yelling from the
back that I noticed the ivory hanging
my wife, son and a few hounds.
kitchen window, "The dogs have some-
out of his head. What an awesome set
This particular day I had to go
thing down the creek and have had
of fangs! I quickly raced over to check
and erect a fence down the
a battle for hours." My heart started
the dogs and was amazed that there
back of the place and knew that
pounding. "Come on lets go!" I yelled,
was only minor injuries, unbelievable.
I wouldn't be home until late.
grabbing the pig ties and knife. As I
As there was no pig box open at the
So I asked the wife to let out two
got closer to the bank I could see all
time I had no choice but to knife him.
of my hangers, Strip and Bruiser,
the water which was normally crystal
What a shame as we estimated him
around lunchtime for them to have a
clear, was now dirty. I knew then what
to be at least 100 kg. The taxidermist
run. Apparently they hung around the
a hell of a battle had been going on,
would get a call as this one was defi-
house for quite some time before they
but not real sure what I was going to
nitely going on the wall. What a day,
were spotted missing. An hour later
find. About fifty yards up, there they
certainly an experience my wife and I
my wife heard a commotion coming
were, my hounds and one big, dirty,
won't forget, just goes to show that the
from down the creek, not that far from
angry boar, still going head to head. I
battle on the day was definitely won by
the house. It went on for about two
quickly, but very cautiously raced up
and a half hours, barking, and then
and grabbed him, having an enormous
Story & photos by Sparrow, C.QLD.
silence, then it would start up again.
amount of trouble with him being in the
Later that afternoon I rocked up at the
water. Eventually I got on his side and
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WARIALDA BIG BOAR COMP.
In July 2005 Tusk Proof Protective Accessories sponsored its first big boar comp in conjunction with Harry Curtises pig box Aussie Game meats. The object of the week end was not only to box as many pigs as possible, but also to bag the biggest boar. The competition started on Friday night with the final weigh in at 12 noon on Sunday all pigs had to be chillier quality. It was to be the coldest week end in history to be out looking for pigs, for our first night for three freezing long ours we had only managed one jump from the ute, after a long chase we had caught our first pig for the comp , 59 kg boar. Saturday morning we were back at it, we had set of to a local block where the cocky
two dogs could not
has been seeing some good pigs coming down to a feeder.
get through the best
On arrival at the feeder there was no real sign of any pigs being there
boundary fence that
that night or early morning, but we had found a good pad heading
I had ever seen.
straight back through a high grass paddock to this rocky small ridge.
This is what all the
Bud, our kelpie, had bailed off the Ute and went straight up in to the
ridge and bailed a 44kg sow, she was on her own, when gutting her
about. We man-
we checked her feed bag and she had not been to the feeder. We were
aged to get Kellie
beginning to wonder if the cocky had seen any pigs at all at the feeder.
over the fence to do
We went back down past the feeder and headed for the creek, our luck
the job on him and
was about to change.
she did, Piggy had turned up on the quad to discover that we had just
There was a lot more sign with pads going everywhere. We decided
caught a 65 kg boar; this fellows feed bag was full of hammered milled
to split up, Darren ('Piggy') took two dogs with him on the quad and
feed so we knew where he had come from. Off to the box we went
Dave and myself walked the creek with my two dogs and Dave's kel-
with our pigs being the first three in. We knew that 65 kg was never
pie Bud. We had walked about two kilometres down the creek and at
going to win it not in this country. We went back to the property had
this moment the three dogs were off, on saying that Dave had noticed
some lunch and were straight back in to it, we managed seven more
some fresh prints in a hurry in the sand, we knew it would not be long.
that afternoon and night, but nothing over the 65kg mark.
All hell broke loose; we could hear all three dogs barking which we
At this stage, our pig was still the biggest at the box; we were starting
both said was unusual for my dogs to be barking as well, he must be a
to wonder if we were the only idiots hunting on this freezing weekend.
good pig. We got onto Darren on the hand held and told him that they
On our last morning we were off to some cultivated country where we
had one bailed and to come back up the creek. We would head down
sure we would get something, this spot never failed. We drove down
towards him. The closer we got the more excited we got because we
to a gate on the edge of the crop then we had to negotiate a horrible
did not know why all three dogs were barking.
thistle paddock before getting there. Out of the corner of my eye, I
On arrival, Bud had the boar bailed on one side of the fence and my
spotted a mob going straight into the thistle. I said to the young fel-
lows on the back of my ute, hold a couple of them dogs there is about forty in this mob we will need every dog we have got. Five flat out dogs went straight past the Ute and straight into the thistle and it was on, there were pigs of all sizes going everywhere but to Germany, we only managed three sellers out of the whole mob, oh well, you win some you loose some. We had caught another six this morning but still none bigger than the 65 kg. We headed in to town at 10:30am with our last load, the whole way there we wondered if our pig could still be the biggest, "Probably not," said Dave. On arrival
Shanelle's PIGGIN' ST ORY Early one Sunday Mo
rning, letting Mum sleep in on her wedding annive rsary, Dad and us ki ds went pig hunting up a moun tain. We caught this boar with our dogs Sako and Hu nter. Dad said he we ighed 118kg at the box. Ha ppy 12th Anniversar y Mum thought..(Not). I lov e to go pigging with my Dad. My name is Shanell e and I am five. I am the girl sitting on Dads knee.
Butch Smith was there with a grin on his face, he knew that the pigs we had would not topple his fellow. At midday, Butch had won the 'Big Boar Comp' with a 71 kg boar with the prize being donated by Bruce from Tuskproof, it was a fantastic weekend, plenty of pigs, and plenty of stories to tell. The weekend had tested everyone, we think it was too cold for the big fellows to come out and play but we will return at a later date for round two. Two days after we had closed the big boar comp, Mark Power, the local police man, had phoned and asked if the 'Big Boar Competition' was still running. "No," was the answer, "â€Śwhy?" "Well I have just put one in the box and he weighed 158 kg." "Are you kidding?" "No,"replied Mark ",When do I get my prize?" "Next comp!" was the answer.
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Young Ted was around 17 years old then so it
half hidden in the edge of the wind-row.
was around 23 years ago. We were driving slowly
up he fired and hit the pig that then turned and went
around a property near Stanthorpe looking for rab-
to walk away. Quickly firing again the big pig then
Having knocked a few bunnies for the pot,
turned and ran towards us. Frantically loading anoth-
Ted wanted to try out some new loads in his 30-30. It
er round he then drilled it through the head dropping
was an old Harrington and Richards Topper.
it for good. The pig turned out to be a big barra and
a break open action like a shotgun, he had loaded
only sported short tusks, most likely due to the hard
some 150 grain spire points, something you can't do
rocky ground in these parts. But boy he was big and
with the old 94 lever guns in 30-30.
he had massive fighting pads.
Coming over a
Over the ensuing
bit of a rise, Ted yelled out for me to stop. Looking
years we ended up getting many more good boars on
to where he was pointing, there stood a big white and
this rabbit property before encroaching civilization
finally pushed them away.
It looked like a calf at first glance being
Blast from the PAST
Jeff Bambrick, QLD.
Jimmy & his dog, Boofâ€™ NT.
Luke and his two dogs nailed this top boar, NT.
WINNER!!! NECK COLLAR
Peter Faradne, WA. Perce Spychiger, Ruger 220 Swift.
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Phil Gruben, NSW.
Phillip Zachini, NT. Michael LeBrocq, QLD.
Anthony & Phillip, NT.
G. Williams, 110kg boar at Arnhemland, NT.
Dean Spencer, Wagga Wagga.
Above: Gavin Falco, Brock and his Dad, Wade Sanctacatarina, with a nice boar shot off the bike in Cape York. Brock shot is first boar (age 7) using a 30/30 Win. The pig was shot with a Weatherby 243.
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Steve Scott, QLD.
All Material returned after publication.
Anthony Zachini, NT.
Peter Faradne Corey Allan
Mark & Glen Humphrys, Kingaroy.
Years ago, when I started hunting
prey-drive they would grab the first
caught two sows of 100kg each, but
pigs, I believed, all you needed
pig they came across and happily
young Rip ran straight past them and
was a tough dog and a ute to
chew up some poor little sucker while
bailed up the big boar 300 metres
catch yourself some nice boars.
the trophy boar trotted off. Usually
away in the thick mud on the lagoon
However I soon learnt that there
with work, smarter dogs will start to
edge. The pup's sire, old Grim, rock-
was so much more to look for in
pick the better pigs out.
eted up to hold the muddy boar once
a hunting dog than a die hard atti-
My brother and I were lucky to be
his sow had been tipped, and the pup
able to purchase some good expe-
lugged straight up to back his dad.
My first lesson was learnt from driv-
rienced dogs from Andrew Hawke,
The muddy boar went 130kg and is
ing around hour after hour, day and
he was getting out of the sport and
the biggest pig my brother and I have
night trying to catch a boar in the pine
we were getting back into it after a
forests and mountains. Trying, and
few years off. Grim, Jet and Turbo
enough to offer the pup back to us as
not succeeding, taught me the need
turned out as promised; finding, hold-
he saw how much we liked him, and
for a ute finder with a good nose and
ing and picking the mob.
we were thankful to get him back. A
strong work ethic. Running kilome-
pup out of Grim and Jet, called Rip,
few months later at only ten months,
tres to where the dogs have finally
showed me that picking a mob could
he ran through a mob of smaller pigs
caught up with the pig and stopped
be hereditary. Rip showed this trait at
on a vast, flooded out river flat up the
it, or watching dogs get blown away
about five months when my mate who
Gulf to catch the biggest boar, one
by high speed stubble pigs, showed
owned him at the time, rang me and
out, no more bailing either, and the
me the need for speed in a pig
told me that while on a run the pup
boar weighed 80kg.
This meant longer legs and
split from his dogs and ended up bail-
The next big trip was in the channel
narrower deeper chests. Experience
ing a 75kg boar, while his older dogs
country, we spotted a good mob and
has shown me the benefits of a
caught a sow half a kilometre away.
our three dogs took off, we could not
more â€˜sight-houndâ€™ shaped head to
My friend brought the pup along [at
see who went where, then as we
get closer to the 270 degrees vision,
six months] to one of our best hunting
were running we saw dust rising from
instead of the thick broad heads of
spots, Greg and I were a bit worried
a big battle, we thought "Oh no, they
the dogs from my younger days.
as we thought a six month old pup
must have all hit the one pig in the
Some of these traits are structural
would get belted, or have a bad time
mob", but we should have had more
and can be seen simply by looking at
at this place as we always catch 100+
faith in 15 month old Rip, because as
the dog. However one of the things
kg boars on this property. The pup
we entered the arena, it was just the
that I have come to admire and need
came along on the walks and lugged
young dog swinging off a 117kg boar
in my dogs is the will and instinct to
up on the caught boars, however
one out, he had done it again, and the
pick a boar out of a mob.
the next day, we busted up a small
other two caught a 100kg sow half a
When I started, the dogs I had were
group of big pigs laying in the mud on
very tough, but they had that much
the edge of a lagoon, the older dogs
This pup, Rip, started this from the
My friend was generous
very start. He did not learn to do it..... he always had it; I believe it is an important trait to possess.
Rip is not overly
advanced in other areas, he is still learning to find off a ute, however he is finding over some of our older dogs on the ground. He recently out found Turbo to a 95kg boar in SW Queensland. We hope that we can continue to breed dogs that catch their own pig and hopefully it will continue to be the biggest boar in the mob. You can view some of these hunts on the Bloom Brothers DVD release titled “DOGGIN’ BOARS” priced at $40 (Post. Inc), you can order your copy by making a cheque or money order payable to Get Amongst it Productions’ & send to: Get Amongst It Productions Po Box 95, Bargo NSW 2574.
Above Left : Two Kelpie Bailers with a boar that theyâ€™ve bailed up in the creek. Above : Lonnie, Nyngan, crept in to take this shot of a good mob of pigs in swampy lighnum. Below : Here is a brilliant bail caught on camera with this red kelpie bailing a pig in a log.
Above: Here, two young dogs are working hard and keeping a good bail going on this pig in a hollowed out tree stump. Below: David Evanâ€™s dog bails this grey boar backing into thick bush.
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A couple of little oneâ€™s making their escape
Being members of the Game Hunters
We left at 4 am on Saturday morning and
Half an hour before dark we were following a
Association of Australia, Mark, my new hunting
arrived mid afternoon after an uneventful trip.
drain that had passed the manager's house
partner and my self had planned a trip up to the
At the Managers house a huge wiry man in his
heading west when Mark shouted, "STOP! ",
clubs property at Charters Towers. The idea
mid fifties confronted us, and I must admit he
I looked over to his side and no more than 30
was that we would be there for the start of sum-
was quite intimidating. What I remember most
metres away was a large black boar just looking
mer and clean up on pigs along the Burdekin
was the size of his hands, they were like huge
at us! Mark was in firing position and I said, "Go
River. As usual things never quite go to plan
dinner plates. He was friendly but it looked like
for a head shot." The next thing that I heard
and we were unable to head north.
hard work. Mark and I could feel our spirits fall
was Dead man's KLICK, no round up the spout!
I contacted one of the "Hunting Property" mobs
as he mentioned other hunters and the pro-roo
By this time the pig knew something was up
and decided on a 130 000 acre parcel of land
shooter, who might be there that night.
and had just turned to make his getaway, but
just short of Cunnamulla. The land consisted of
He did mention that the date palm plantation
he left his run too late and Mark drilled him with
two large properties, which had been merged.
had a few pigs floating around, but the other
I was told both had been rested for the last four
hunters bagged a sow two weeks ago there and
The boar was down and thrashing, what a great
months so there should be good numbers of
it might be only suckers left. We left and drove
way to start the trip! He weighed around 85 to
pigs and goats, we'll see!
to the accommodation deep in thought, I said to
90 kilos and he had a nice set of hooks. Mark
I was unable to get a description of the property
Mark "Don't worry, if their here we'll find them!"
was rapt he had secured his biggest pig and his
so we had no idea what to expect, that meant
The quarters were what you would expect and
first set of trophy tusks!
we had to take everything, we did opt for the
we unpacked, readied our gear and were back
Getting an early night we were up and at the
accommodation as the thought of a nice shower
in the car driving to the Date Plantation for a
Date palms just after daybreak. There was
at the end of the day was appealing. Mark was
scout. The manager did tell us that we might
plenty of fresh sign but no pigs, we'd missed
going to use his stainless-laminate Ruger 243
also see something on the bore drains in the
them! Tomorrow we would have to get there
with 3-9 x 40 Leopold scope and as usual I
late afternoon. At the palms there was sign
when it was still dark. On our way back to the
opted to bring two rifles "just in case" as Mark
but nothing fresh. We decided to come back
car we came across two striped suckers, which
would soon discover! Firstly my Steyr Scout in
at dawn and opted to cover as much ground
we watched for a few minutes and then shot
.308 with 2-7 x 33 Leopold and my back up on
as possible before dark to get a good lay of the
with the camera!
this hunt would be my Remington Police Pump
land. We drove up several tracks and drains
We spent the remainder of the day checking
also in .308 but with 1-4 x 20 Leopold fitted
and the country looked promising but no pigs.
out the bore drains and all the likely looking
scrub, we did find sign but none of it less than two or three days old. In the early afternoon we bumped into the manager and his wife and they must have warmed to us as we had a great chat and found out more of the local game movements. They suggested a drain-heading northeast and as luck would have it I bagged a decent sized sow and three small boars which were milling around at dusk in the timber. That night we went spotlighting and after covering 40kms we were both in shock. Not a single moving thing other than roo's and they numbered in the hundreds. We were both starting to think the place had been heavily baited with 10-80 poison, nothing else could explain the lack of game. Just after 1 am I awoke to hear a semi idling outside and somebody calling out at the door. I staggered out of bed in a bit of a daze and went to see what the commotion was. "Did you lay bloody baits on this place you #$!%&*!" I said â€œWhat?â€? He repeated himself and then it them twigged that this truckie thought I was the owner and he wanted a piece of me. I told him I was just here hunting and that I'd only been here a day, on hearing that he calmed down a little. The big guy was holding back the tears as he told Mark and myself the tragic events of the last hour. Both his working dogs, one 15 years old and the other only 12 months had just died horrible deaths after eating baits laid on this property. These dogs were not just his livelyhood but also his travelling bud-
Above: Mark with a sow taken in the Date Plantation. Right: Top to Bottom, on the first morning this little striped piglet was captured on film doing one of the things they do best.
Above: The Author with a sow and four small boars.
dies. He was furious that there were no signs
where he lived to check out the bore drains
nies. His shots were going everywhere but he
posted anywhere, all we could do is point him in
there, but first he would show us around the
did score a few hits and passed it off as his
the direction of the manager's house.
swamp. "Jump in your car and follow me!"
poor aim at night. On the way home Mark did
We were up at 3.30 am and readied ourselves
Mark and I felt our spirits rise on the mention of
secure a feral cat but he was starting to loose
for our pre-dawn trip to the date palms. Going
swamps, but after several hours in the truck we
confidence in his rifle. Calling it quits after a
outside we were met by the semi driver. The
found them dry as old bones. They would be
seeing no pigs we headed back to camp where
poor bugger was still distraught, as he was
fantastic in the wet but now there was only dust
Mark checked out his rifle. He quickly discov-
unable to find the body of the youngest dog,
and dozens of slither marks from snakes! We
ered his scope had moved in the mounts and
the pup had taken off in his death-throws. We
parted ways with Andrew who said he'd prob-
with no time to resight left only one option. I
couldn't leave him so we did the right thing
ably see us in the morning. Mark and I decided
gave Mark a quick lesson on the Steyr, as it's
and helped him look but after an hour we gave
to do the big loop again but at a slower pace,
easier to learn quickly than the Remington and
up unsuccessful. Another mornings hunting
unfortunately nothing was spotted. We arrived
I'II use that.
back at camp after dark and prepared dinner.
The last morning saw us at the Date Palms
Lazing around camp later in the morning a
We both were feeling weary but decided to go
well before first light. We worked out our
trail bike came up to the shearers quarters.
spotlighting again for an hour or so later on.
best options for covering the main entry and
The rider introduced himself as Andrew, the
We decided to drive along the main entry track
exits whilst keeping each other in sight. We
owner, and we had a bit of a chat. We got on
into the property, Mark was the shooter and
waited and waited and waited but nothing but
like a house on fire and found a few common
I drove and operated the light. He decided to
Hares and Roo's. Half an hour after first light
interests. He invited us up to the other property
check his aim out on a few of the local bun-
we decided to walk through the palms back
towards the car. We just exited the first bunch and on the other side of the bore drain was
The Authorâ€™s small boar that was taken on the bore drain on the last day.
a sow and a mod of suckers making a hasty retreat. I got a quick shot off but missed then we raced over to follow them up. There was scrub at the far end and the pigs headed that way. Mark was to my right one row over. The next thing I heard was the Steyr firing. I raced over to find Mark standing over his second pig for the trip, a sow. It was getting quite hot now and we were feeling a little weary after all the long hours so we headed back to camp to relax. We were just back when Andrew the owner showed up and said he was checking his fences this morning and he came across a large mob of pigs on
We arrived at Andrews and he gave us a map
sign but no pigs. I spoke to Andrew on the UHF
one of his bore drains. "Come over mid after-
and directions so we headed off full of expecta-
and told him we were going to do another lap,
noon and drive the drains and you should get
tion! It was bloody hot so we thought for sure
"Okay but stop in here for a beer before you
them!" Right we'll be there! That only gave us a
they would be in the drains cooling off, nope!
take off!" No problem!
couple of hours to rest.
We drove the full circuit, saw heaps of fresh
On the second lap we had just reached the
furthest point when suddenly a small boar
did see another small boar but he made good
I was happy giving the amount of hours we
burst from the drain. He was on my side of the
his escape before either of us could get off a
put in driving and walking. It was against us
truck so I jumped on the anchors and was out
shot, he was the last pig seen for the trip.
with no local knowledge and the recent baiting
the door. I fired one shot from the Steyr and he
Back at the homestead we recounted the
program, which Andrew did confirm. You have
was down! He was in good condition but unfor-
events of the last few days and Andrew said
to remember you could always get more but it
tunately alone. After taking pictures we headed
we had done very good, with Marks boar being
works the other way too!
back to the homestead for that cold beer! We
amongst the biggest he had seen in the district.
Above: Markâ€™s first Trophy Boar!
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To me it's not always about the number of swine your catching that helps keep you keen to load the hounds and venture out for a look, especially in the cooler months with water present. There's nothing better than to stumble across a pig track that just stops you in a second and sends the mind and pulse into overdrive. We've all experienced it, that single print where you close your fist and sit it inside the imprint on the ground, knowing full well that there's a big fella about, and you're already picturing him hanging from the scales. Now a couple of minor details to deal with; like finding him and then catching him, it sounds simpleâ€Śbut alas, it's never the case! A good mate of mine, young Dave Campbo, was working in the area where he had hunted years back, and suggested we catch up for a few ales and go look for a hog, as he had seen a huge print that just catches your attention. I loaded the hounds after work on the Saturday and ventured down to meet up with him. After the usual catch up with a few ales, we loaded the esky and ventured out
told me it was time to head back out. It was 3:30am, and let me tell you that I wasn't keen at all, but persistence
just around a huge sorghum crop that ran parallel along
paid off and we were up and running. We headed around
side a deep river. The crop was still green but there were a few tracks getting about. We pulled the truck up to
the bend of the far back paddock, and I was finding it difficult to keep my eyes open when the hounds sped off
both check out what was one of the biggest tracks we
the back and straight into the crop. All was quiet, when I
had both seen in quite a while. To help give you an idea of the size, I put my can in it and still could place a fin-
heard a bark, then nothing. It seemed like eternity when I heard another bark. It came from the same spot as the
ger either side of the can. There were no cattle on this
first time, roughly thirty metres in the crop. We walked
place, so it definitely was a hog. We continued to hunt
in and listened again. Then we could hear this 'muffled
until around 10pm and all was quiet. The hounds were
wrestling' sort of sound about 15 metres in front of us.
trying but no jumps as yet, so we decided to go back to
We went over and there he was, walking around with
the camp and wait until midnight. After a few yarns and
five hounds hanging off him. No noise at all, except one
a few more rumbo's, midnight hit and we were off again.
bitch that kept sliding off and giving the odd bark. I was
Again, we drove around until 1:30am but still the hounds hadn't even looked like leaving the ute. Old age, getting
amazed how wide he was front to back and temporarily lost by his sheer size. Reality hit me quick when Dave,
soft maybe, but the rumbo's had caught up with us, so
who had hold of his tail, asked me in no certain terms if I
the plan was to head back to camp for an hour or two
was going to give him a hand and tip the old bugger. We
for some shut eye and then poke out again later. It only
rolled him on his side and ended the life of this old war-
seemed like I shut my eyes when Campbo woke me and
rior. A quick check on the hounds revealed only one small flesh wound to one, but the rest of the hounds were unscathed. The collars had done their job. With a quick freshen up, a few photos and a celebratory drink, we winched him up and dressed him out. With the big fella on the back and the sun slowly making its way up, we did a final lap around the crop with no result, then headed out. I left Campbo and headed to town where I finally boxed the boar, with him hanging off the scales at 125kg. Feeling quite satisfied I rang Dave and let him know of the weigh-in. We planned to catch up in a few weeks time. Two weeks had past when the phone rang and it was me ole mate Campbo, informing me that he had spoken to the property owner who had told him that we should not get too carried away with our prize catch because the big track is still appearing along the crop that borders the river. We've been down since, caught a couple, and have witnessed the track yet again. My only summation is that the big boar we caught must have a brotherâ€ŚI'll keep you posted. Written by Roscoe.
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Above Right: ‘Crackers’, Great Dane, English Mastiff x Bull Mastiff, English Pointer, 18 mths old, 63kg. Below Left: ‘Jesse’ Bull Arab X.
Pig Doggin' in Australia has seen quite a transformation in the dogs used to hunt pigs; from the breeds used, to the variations of hunting packs and the methods in which hunters
the industry were the Stag, Wolfhound and Greyhound crossed with other breeds, to achieve a faster, taller dog. Hunters then started to breed with the Mastiffs and Great Danes which
all used the same breed and the same hunting techniques. It was interesting to see many years ago a trend towards the Bull/ Boxer.
utilise them, has changed somewhat from the early days. With the Bully/ Cattle dog being the pioneering hunting dog, different geographical conditions and, of course, the feral pig's
was to acquire that bigger, stronger and more muscular style of dog. The breeds that have been established are numerous, and the variation of pig dog is outstanding, all uniquely holding their own individ-
This breed became very popular and you would find a large number of hunters used at least one of these dogs in their pack. Then five or so years later, a change in the times saw a number of hunters were
cunningness and adaptability, gradually forced the Australian Pig Hunter to look at different ways to hunt that would better suit the area in which they hunted and introduce new breeds onto the scene. Hounds entering
ual ability and characteristics in the areas in which they excel…Wolfhounds, Boxers, Bull Arabs, Mastiffs, Ridgebacks, Staghounds, Kelpies, Whippets and the Jack Russell, just to name a few. Could you imagine how dull it would be if we
beginning to use the larger, 50 kg range of dog breeds, like the Mastiffs and Great Danes; the big dog was on the list for hunters to fill their pack. Now, in more recent times the Bull Arab is proving extremely popular and the talk of many
Above Left to Right: 1.NT Sporting Bandog, 2. ‘Fras’ Dane/ Bull/ Arab, 3. ‘Fly’ Wolfhound x Boxer/ Mastiff, 4. Bull Terrier
Above Left to Right: 1.‘Axe’ Mastiff X, 2. Bull Mastiff X, 3. ‘Fruitbat’, 4.’Slade’, English Mastiff/Pitbull.
hunters. So, what is the perfect dog for hunting pigs? A question I often get asked by new guys coming into the game, new hunt-
there's nothing I love more than having a pup that comes of age and proves to be all you expected and on some occasions even beyond those expectations. ers looking to purchase (Although one important their first pup. I think I point I do strongly believe, speak for a lot of hunt- which I'm sure some may ers when I say, I don't disagree, is breeding from believe there is a Number two good working parents. One breed of dog for hunt- Having proving pigs, and you probably en workshouldn't believe anyone ing parents that tells you there is. I will better personally do not favour any specific breed, if the dog moves well and hunts well then it deserves a go, I really enjoy using and experimenting with the different breeds out there and
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6. BullArab x Greyhound
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Bull Arab x Pointer
Three Years Old.
WEIGHT: 26 Kilograms HEIGHT:
59cm (23 â€œ) at the shoulder.
HUNTING STYLE: Finder, Bailer, Lugger.
ACE IS AN ACCOM-
capable dog who never
PLISHED FINDER OF PIGS
over exerts her energy,
AND FINDS WELL ON
keeping it to her pace
THE GROUND, BUT ONLY
with some in reserve for
SHORT RANGE OFF THE
when required. When in
VEHICLE OR QUAD. AT
amongst a mob she will
A DISTANCE OR OUT OF
pick out the biggest pig
hunting skills, she is
SIGHT SHE WILL BAIL UNTIL
and go in like a heat
Her loyalty, courage
EITHER ANOTHER LUG-
seeking missile. She will
at home, a brilliant
and determination are
GING DOG ARRIVES OR
run on as soon as I take
pet that loves kids and
the stuff legends are
A PERSON. THEN SHE
control, a trait she had
heaps of affection, who
made of. A night hunt
WILL GO IN AND HOLD.
since a very early age.
I trust 100%. However,
early this year reflected
She is a very smart,
Apart form her good
once breast plated up,
all three, when a large
brute of a boar with a
that evening our local
lethal set of ivory sav-
vet confirmed that two
agely ripped her, and
arteries had been sev-
with little strength left to
ered and she had lost a
continue the hold, she
lot of blood. Ace nearly
began to bail. Even in
didn't make it home that
the torch light I could
night; and what she did
see she was a real
was display total loyalty,
mess, bleeding pro-
courage and mateship.
fusely, she was weaken-
In the last two and a
ing from loss of blood.
half years, she has been
Under the circum-
the downfall of about
stances with very few
two hundred and fifty
options, I quickly moved
pigs. She certainly has
in and grabbed the
come along way form
angry hog's back legs.
the skinny, under fed
Luckily, the instant I took
pup we accepted and
hold, with no thought of
brought home three
her injuries, Ace flew in
and locked on. Later
Written by MATT HALL.
Above: This big pig was taken in the Northern Territory, shot by Kingy and Dan. Below: Chad Reynolds caught these three thumpers early one morning. They all went over the 100 kg mark, Good going Boys!
Opposite Page: Top:Ryan Sidorenko, NSW, shot this big saddle back on crop country. Bottom: Here’s a cracker of a boar, caught by Craig and Glen Egan from Herberton, in Qld. The boar was caught with their two hunting dogs. Great going boys, they’re the one’s we love to catch!
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THE DAYS WERE WARM BUT THE
hole which made it very inac-
hold on with all my strength, it
NIGHTS WERE BEGINNING TO
cessible. I shone my torch
was the biggest pig I had ever
GET COLD. MY DOGS HADN'T
down, Stan had hold of the
caught, and wasted no time in
BEEN OUT FOR A FEW DAYS SO
ear of a massive boar and was
I DECIDED TO TAKE THEM FOR
being thrown about like a rag
We were all totally exhausted
A RUN IN SOME PINES, ABOUT A
doll, but he held on with all his
and in near total darkness, I
20 MINUTE WALK FROM HOME.
hadn't realised at that stage
LITTLE DID I KNOW WHAT WAS IN
Pip and Jon sensed the seri-
how badly hurt Stan was either;
STORE FOR US.
ousness of the situation and
the torch was fading and things
I took Stan, a Wolfhound/ Great
realised the pressure was on
looked bleak. I quickly gutted
Dane cross and two Jack
to keep the boar at bay while
the boar because I had to leave
Russells, Pip and Jon. I get a
Stan had a rest, they are great
it there overnight. I called the
bit of a ribbing about them, but
at that because they are so
dogs, Pip and Jon came but
everyone changes their mind
agile and quick, jumping from
Stan couldn't get up. He was
when they see them in action.
side to side distracting the pigs
badly injured, cold, wet and
They are tough, fearless, ener-
from the other dogs. Stan had
muddy. I had to carry him out
getic hunters that go anywhere.
a few seconds rest and seen
of the creek and most of the
If there is a pig about, they will
me climbing along the trunk
find it every time.
of a not very safe looking tree
If I wasn't buggered then I was
Stan was the first to notice
and holding on trying not to fall
when I reached home, he is not
something ahead, then Jon
on top of the battle. Stan was
light, about 40kg's and he was
and Pip got the scent and they
resting again but struggled to
covered in mud. We washed
took off in pursuit. I could hear
his feet, and I have to say he
him and found two deep gashes
them but couldn't see them,
was impressive, he came in
on his shoulder, flesh gouged
it was rough going and there
from the side and grabbed the
out of his flank and under his
wasn't much daylight left, luck-
boars ear, I thought it was now
chin. If it wasn't for his breast-
ily I had a torch. I caught up
or never. I leapt into the cold
plate he would have been
with them down by the creek.
wet muddy water and grabbed
They were all down in a steep
the boar's hind legs. I had to
I felt so sorry for him, he
looked a mess, they always give 100%, but that night they gave 200%. I have never been so proud of my dogs, we all worked as a team and they never ever let me down. I went back the next morning with a mate and we got the boar up out of the creek and home, gutted he weighed 98kg. It took a lot of stitches and a few weeks of rest and TLC but Stan has made a full recovery and is keener than ever hunting pigs. I have another dog to help Stan now, Vinnie, a Bullmastiff/ Wolfhound x Staghound who is shaping up to be every bit as good as Stan, altogether I have a great team of dogs I can always depend on. Written by Warren Webb.
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Three o'clock, two hours of work left on a Friday arvo, the
"Keen for a hunt?" I asked.
temp was hot. I thought to myself, "Tonight's the night to
"Keen? I'm always keen," said Country.
hunt for a big boar that had been wallowing at my Nan's
So I picked him up on the way. After collaring up the dogs
place and had proved too elusive the five previous times.
we drove straight down to the wallow; the dirty water in it
I had a good feeling we would find him, as it was hot and
and the dogs running around sniffing the ground told us
he'd have to be watering. Ringing my brother confirmed
he had been there not so long ago. We walked the dogs
he was off to the pub, so a quick call to Country who lives
out in a circle about 200 metres around where we thought
on the way out to
he might be, but they couldn't pick him up. Putting the
dogs on the Ute we hunted towards a steep patch of scrub above the creek. The four dogs were sniffing hard as they hit the ground, bolted up the hill above the Ute and into a patch of thick bindy bush. A few barks from Duke and a lot of crashing through the undergrowth got the ticker pumping, as the boar busted down the hill towards us. As he broke cover he ploughed straight into a big root-ball at the butt of a fallen tree, sending dirt and dust flying through the air. Hardly missing a beat the big fella kept hammering down the hill crossing the track behind the Ute with the dogs in tow. Country and I jumped in the Ute commenting that he's going to go at least 80kg if the dogs can wheel him. He was going to take some catching, the hill was steep and thick and it ran down into a creek that was choked with tea tree, the odds were
them but I had faith in my
dog's abilities. As we punched the cruiser around the track and down to the creek, we pulled up to the barking dogs. Sprinting through the tea-tree I slipped, going headfirst into the creek, jumping out as fast as I went in, I pushed on through the thicket. Arriving on the scene, Country yelled "Careful, they're only bailing, he keeps throwing them off." You could see a good fight had been happening by the flattened area of bush. As I moved in, the dogs seen me and hooked in, Barney was thrown sky high for his effort but lugged straight back on as he hit the ground. With Barney and Duke on an ear each and Spook on the neck, they were doing well to hold him, for they're not the biggest dogs. Dock the sheep dog was barking madly in front as Country secured the legs and tipped the big boar over. As I stabbed him he lurched up and sprayed me with blood as he kicked out his last. Standing back admiring his size, sweat pouring out of us, me covered in blood and ringing wet, with a smile ear to ear, "Sh*t yeah! This is what it's all about," I said to Country. A big high five as I stated, "If he doesn't go 110kg, I'll give it way." Life had been good to him until now, he was fat and healthy. Although his tusks were broken off, the old fella had sharpened one enough to put a few skin rips in Barney and Duke. After a wash, we winched him out and hung him for a few photos, then dressed him. Keen to get home and weigh him we rang a few mates, picked up some Bundy & Cola and headed down to the back shed. Pulling up on the scales he bottomed them out to 100kg and his head was still on the ground. Lifting him right up we cut him in half and the scales jumped back to 60kg, hanging the other half it went 56kg, giving the big bloke 116kg. The biggest pig I'd seen or caught since 1993 when we caught a 130kg boar. As we sat back having a few drinks, we raved about the hunt and how well the dogs had done to stop him under hard conditions. We were still on a high, a high only a big boar could produce to a dedicated hunter, a high that makes up for all the bad runs and keeps you keen. That's what it's all about!
WRITTEN BY CRAIG COLLEY, ACT.
IT WAS LATE FEBRUARY 2005 WHEN ME AND MY LONG TIME MATE AND HUNTING PARTNER, JEZZA (WHO IS A PIGGING ADDICT LIKE ME), DECIDED TO GO TO ONE OF HIS LOCAL PROPERTIES AROUND NERRIGA IN SOUTHEASTERN NSW. Over the past six weeks we had been doing most of our hunting in my old stomping grounds in the far North-West of the state, with mixed results. It's amazing what the drought and constant hunting pressure have done to the pig numbers in that part of the country. The dogs were keen for more and so were we and it would be good to have a look in the mountain country close to home. The dogs we run are Axel (a Wolfhound x Mastiff/ Pointer) who is an absolute pig-finding machine, and Jake (Wolf/ Stag/ Dane/ Ridgeback). The best way to describe Jake is 'super hard' - the biggest problem Jake has with good boars is that he hits them so hard he used to knock his own teeth out but that problem fixed itself when he ran out of front teeth. With that said I'll get back to the story. We loaded the dogs into the cage and hit the road. After a short drive
KEEN FOR MORE
Written by Sean Holmes
and a quick chat to the cocky we were off into the hills behind
and after a quick breather we dragged the pig back to the Ute.
the homestead. It wasn't long before Axel jumped and took off
As we often eat pigs we catch, this fella was coming home, so
into the gully and pulled up a small sow. We left Jake in the
I dressed him out then weighed him: he went 91kg wrapped.
cage (much to his dislike) and took care of the pig. The rest of
With that we headed for home. The road is a real bastard for
the night was pretty uneventful and by about 3am we were get-
about 50 kms with very bad corrugation and the vibration from
ting tired and talking about heading home when as luck would
this busted the hinges on my cage door - what a prick! The
have it Axel took off from the back of the Ute. We sat and
next day we made snags etc from the boar and had some
listened for about five minutes when we heard the best sound
of them for dinner that night, and it tasted great too I might
in the world - for a pig hunter anyway. Axel was bailing which
add. The following day we were both keen to go again and as
meant he had a goodun'. Jezza wasted no time in letting Jake
Jezza only had four days left before he had to go back to uni,
out and we legged it to the action. When we got there the
he wanted to pack in as much pigging as possible. So after I
boys had a good boar in the thick tea tree. Jezza stuck the pig
went over to another mate's place to borrow his cage, we were
off again. We got there fairly late this time (around 11pm). It was a windy sort of night so expectations weren't very high but luck was on our side again when Axel jumped and took off up the stony mountain to our right. After a few minutes he let out a few yaps then nothing - we thought he had probably come across one of the many earless pigs in this area that won't pull up for anything. Real head-down, arse-up types. Then we heard the shit hit the fan just up the track in front of us - loud grunts and Axel barking like mad broke the silence. I flicked the spotty on while Jezza let Jake out. What a sight it was to see Jake launch himself at an ear while Axel grabbed the other one. By the time we were there, there was a real blue taking place. I ran straight in and stuck the pig. I can't believe how fat the pig was - he was a barrel. We checked the dogs out and apart from a few small skin rips their breastplates had saved them from a real flogging. We decided to take this fella home for dog tucker. For interest sake I weighed him and he went 97kg dressed - another good pig to add to our tally. In the past seven weeks of catching 67 good pigs we got to see and hunt a lot of different country, so needless to say we were two happy hunters, but still keen for more.
Matt Hall - NT.
Georgia, Charlie & Gabrielle
Michael Le Brocq - Cape York
Mick, Ben & Jason. Lachlan Waterhouse- QLD.
Dale Eaimes - Albury. Rob Mc Alpine
Ron - NT.
Above: Shartai & Ashley. Check out the rips on this boar.
Tony & Ray up the Cape. Michael Loy
Heine caught this pig after a long chase, with the help of the polaris, on the bikes first tirp. (Mark is pictured). - SA.
Josh & Dad on a trip up the Cape.
Johnoâ€™s Trophies Tony & Ray - Cape York.
Mick and his pack, photo by Adam Diplocks.
With rifles, dogs and equipment securely stored, we launched the canoes and headed up stream. Pictured: Jimmy, Matt and Nip with a good, solid tan boar..
Above: Bakes with his old and worn .303. Below: Matt, Nip and Ace with the hog that charged the author.
My son Matt, Bakes and dog, Nip (a feisty little Jack Russell) lead the way. Followed not so closely by Jimmy and I as we zigzagged from bank to bank. We definitely had no chance of making the Australian Olympic rowing team. Matt's dog Ace; a Harlequin Dane/Bull Arab/Pointer didn't make the canoe anymore stable by continually leaning over the side and apprehensively moving about.
(Obviously, had no
confidence in our rowing ability)
later, but it seemed longer, we finally stepped from the canoes back on terra firma. I'm not sure if Ace was sniffing for pig sign or kissing the ground as we beached the canoes, before setting off towards a likely pig spot. As we neared the swamp Matt spotted a small mob of pigs resting in the shade a short distance from the well-trodden waters edge. While Matt restrained Ace, who was keen to get involved Bakes shouldered his old .303 took aim and fired at the clos-
est hog. The target had only just hit the mud and Ace went into action and raced into the totally panicked mob, which dispersed in all directions. Through breaks in the swirling spear grass I watched as a medium sized black hog, at speed, headed across my line of sight.
The 45/70's heavy
projectile floored it in midstride. As I was checking the fallen hog, Matt, Jimmy and the dogs took off through the waist-high, dry stalks of spear grass after the rest of the mob.
The swamp was now
quiet, apart from the sound of Bakes patting himself on the back. "It maybe old and worn, but it still works".
think he was talking about the 303. As Bakes was inspecting the damage inflicted by the Highlander 180gn round I took a few photographs of the first pig of the trip. When the others returned two more hogs had been added to the tally. After making sure Ace wasn't part of our cabin crew, we Above: Jimmy, Matt and Ace with a wag load of hogs.
decided to head back down stream for a feed.
Back at camp
near a well-used game trail that
undeterred Ace returned to the firing
Matt, Jimmy, the dogs, and I settled
encompasses a large chain of wet-
line, Nip who had executed a rea-
for an old favourite; snags and sauce
After a short foot race the
sonable commando roll was quickly
between two bits of bread, while
solid hog turned menacingly on the
back on his feet and at the bigger
Bakes 'the king of the kitchen' pre-
dogs. Ace was lifted off the ground
dog's side. With the dogs in its face
pared some pie and vegetable con-
twice by two savage and quick hits
and Matt hovering behind waiting for
coction in the camp oven. Early the
to the chest as the bad tempered
an opportunity to grab hold, a safe
following morning the dogs bumped
80kg boar went in low, running over
shot was impossible. The boar had
a large boar resting in the tree line
Nip in the process. Winded, but
comprehensively repelled the initial
Above: JImmy displaying his recently purchased Sako .308 bolt action.
assault, but was it up for the second
Ace enough time to regain control,
size and weight of a small car at
Nip to deafen with a vocal barrage
close range in the dense pandanus
hostile hog's first tactical error was to
and Matt to overpower, roll and stick.
wasn't high on my list of things to do.
turn side on allowing a quick instinc-
Two days later at another property
Suddenly, a flicker of movement in
tive shot. The instant the round hit
found Matt, Jimmy, the dogs, and
the thick timber caught my attention.
home the boar erupted out of the
I walking along one of the many
It took a few seconds to distinguish
cane grass like it had been shot out
narrow green waterlogged valleys
the moving shapes in the streaks
of a cannon followed a few paces
that dissected the rocky escarpment
of sunlight and shadows. A number
back by two energetic dogs and the
country. The abundant fresh buffalo
of dingoes had circled Nip; acting
With its legs pump-
sign in the valley floor immediately
submissively (using his head and not
ing and with no thought of evasion
convinced me to chamber a num-
his teeth) had paid dividends. As a
the uncompromising hog charged! It
ber of my 500grain projectile 'buf-
result they seemed more inquisitive
was almost grazing on my bootlaces
falo specials' into my mighty Marlin
than aggressive. Still not wanting to
when a solid whack on the snout with
45/70 Guide Gun.
The thought of
take any risks I ran forward yelling.
the Marlin's barrel stunned it. Giving
encountering an agro buffalo the
Twenty metres away an unseen mob,
Only time would tell.
Above: Matt and the dogs with black boar.
including a number of big-bodied
the non-lethal end wasn't much bet-
the dogs stopped barking, six more
hogs got to their feet. As Ace bolted
ter as the short lever gun bucked.
hogs had bitten the dust. Including
towards the mob, two hogs of about
(Who ever said size doesn't matter
a 100kg monster that Jimmy had
90kgs each advanced on the lone
should try and catch one of these
shot on the run. After a few photos
canine warrior, caught off guard, out-
in their teeth).
To my left a solid
we commenced the long trek back
numbered, and bluffed, our fearless
hog grunted its disapproval of being
to the vehicle. Ace, Nip and Matt
pig dog quickly found reverse, taking
disturbed from its domestic bliss, a
worked brilliantly the next morning
refuge behind Matt's legs. To add to
quick shot silenced our number one
and by lunch had accounted for five
the comic confusion Matt went A over
critic. When the mob split to the left,
good hogs without a shot being fired.
elbow over Ace when one of the big
I lowered the 45/70 knowing that
(This included an 80 and a 90kg
brutes continued its frontal threat.
Jimmy, Matt and the dogs would take
Boom! The challenging hog instantly
care of the remaining hogs. I didn't
would say "This deservers a beer".
lost its confidence and half its chest.
have to wait long before Jimmy's
As one of my potent 'buffalo specials'
new Sako bolt action .308 burst into
almost lifted it off its feet. The jolt at
action. When the firing ceased and
As my piggin mate Wayne
Left and Below: John Tietzel Opposite Page: Cooty, NSW. Photo by Brad Smith.
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Far Top: John Tietzel, of Tusker Productions, shot this trophy boar while up in the Gulf. Left: Dorian with medium sized sow. Above:Dorian Wildman shot the medium sow on the right. The mass on the ground, nearest to the middle pig, is a litter of about twelve piglets.
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SOME OF THE COCKY'S OUT WEST CALL IT HEAVY COUNTRY. WE KNOW IT AS BLACK SOIL COUNTRY. YOU CAN CALL IT WHAT YOU WANT BUT AS EVERY KEEN HOG HUNTER KNOWS IF YOU HAVE SOME OF IT ON YOUR FAVOURITE PROPERTY THEN REST ASSURED THE HOGS KNOW IT AS HEAVEN. WE WERE OFF OUT WEST TO SOME OF MY FAVOURITE HUNTING AREAS AND A LOT OF THE COUNTRY AROUND WHERE WE WOULD BE HUNTING IS JUST THAT, "HOG HEAVEN"... 86
This was a last minute trip, and there were no short-
where, what a hell of a night. We were glad to see
hog on the deck as well. Al was wrapped; this was
age of volunteers ready to make the trip with me. Old
the sunrise so we filled up the tanks for the run to the
his first hog with his new Martin Shadowcat. A few
hunting buddies Mark (big fella) Ridge, Al Robertson
property and arrived about 8:30. The place was dry
photos and we were off to check a couple of dams.
and new boy Martin Mesic would join me for four and
like it was in 2003, but a good season last year with
No luck, so we went to a large blacksoil plain with a
a half days of hog busting action. As usual we left
better than average rainfall kept some feed on the
dam in the middle and we no sooner got out of the
my house in Brizzy and picked up Mark at his house
ground. This was a cattle only property so there
car and a hog was spotted feeding about 50 metres
at Karara west of Warwick around 5.30pm on Easter
were no sheep to wipe out all the feed. There were
out. My shot, so I jammed an arrow into the feeding
Monday. After loading up all the gear and Marks
only a couple of drains running and the property
hog after closing the gap to 30 metres dropping him
monster swag I thought the Troopy was going to
owner was drying out some dams so he could desilt
on the spot. While we were taking some pics two
burst at the seams, boy did we have a load on. We
them, but we were spotting pigs all the way from the
hogs walked in to the dam so Martin had a shot and
were going to stay the night at Marks and get an
boundary to the quarters so we were full of hope and
hit the hog a little low and lost him to the long grass.
early start in the morning, but we decided to go for it
the property owner told us there were plenty of hogs
Mark drilled a small hog at 10 metres and I missed
and put some k's behind us. We thought we would
around. We unloaded and had a quick feed; got the
one after he winded us just on dark. What a top
go as far as we could until we had had enough, but
camo on, loaded the quivers and hit the road to a
arvo, four on the deck in only a few hours. This was
with bugger all traffic and good driving conditions we
small patch of timber in the middle of a pulled pad-
shaping up to be a good trip. The next morning we
found ourselves in Bollon at 11:30 and ready for
dock about three kilometres away. Pigs were spotted
were up at 5:30 and keen to check out a spot that
some shut eye. Big mistake, we had the swags on
straight away. Mark spotted a bedded pig and got to
always produces good numbers of pigs and we
the roof and it was a big job to untie it so we camped
20 metres and drilled him well. Pigs bolted in all
weren't to be disappointed. We were only walking 15
in the Toyota Hilton. Arms and legs poking every-
directions so we split up and before long Al had a
minutes and arrows were flying into porkers from all
directions. I had two on the ground as well as Mark
meet back at the car at dark. After walking for an
bedded hog. I stalked in to 15 metres and whacked
grassing two and Al dropped a couple as well with
hour or so Mark says "This paddock does nothing
him angling away. He only ran 20 metres before
one spinning around and biting a couple of holes in
for me". I think he was getting a little spoilt because
piling up. He was a good solid hog but small in the
his arrow. Mark and I went to check out a dry lig-
no sooner had he got the words out when a solid,
hooks department. All the commotion stirred up
num swamp and we put up a good boar right under
medium-sized boar was walking right at him. "Does
another pig a bit further up the track and we weren't
our feet. At five metres he bolted scaring the crap
nothing for you hey mate" he only had to stand
sure what he was like because he was standing
out of us. You never get used to the big woof they
there and whack the hog at 10 metres as it walked
behind a large galvanised burr bush. We didn't
make when your that close. We met back at the car
right past him. A couple of small hogs were spotted
want to push him and he knew something was up
and moved to a new spot at the bottom of the prop-
but we passed them up and decided to camp up for
but after a while he moved off and then we saw how
erty that was very remote. Al and Martin went one
while and let it cool down a bit. About an hour
good he really was. A monster of a boar with big,
way and Mark and I went the other way. We would
before dark we were off again and Mark spotted a
heavy shoulders and good hooks visible from 35
metres; you can't miss that curl in the top lip and
and head back to base and check out some more
nailed a small hog each. No other hogs were spotted
those coconuts bringing up the rear. Mark was off
black soil plains. We decided to split up so Al and
so we headed back to camp. We had access to
after him but the wind was crap so Mark did the right
Martin were dropped off about two kilometres apart
another good property about 50 kilometres away so
thing and didn't push him. There's always a chance
and Mark and I went to the remote dam paddock to
I was back on the blower and it was all set. We
of picking him up again if he's living in the area. Al
try and bust the big boar we spotted the day before.
arrived around seven, the next morning and had a
and Martin were sitting on a dam just on dark and Al
Mark had a good size sow on the deck after a few
yarn to the scrub pullers working on the place to get
arrowed a sow a little low and only managed to slice
minutes and I drilled a small boar. Al and Martin
the goss on where the pigs were. They said, "It
the mud off under her chest. After meeting back at the car we headed back to the quarters for a roast pork and veg dinner and rang a neighbouring property (we even have a phone in our quarters) to get the ok to check out a block about an hour away. The next morning it was blowing a gale and starting to drizzle. We were loading our gear in the car and Martin saw a mob of pigs 40 metres away from the quarters so he was off in hot pursuit. He managed to nail a small boar as they sped off. Martin was off to a slow start but he came home with a big finish. We arrived at the neighbouring block and didn't see any hogs but the goats were thick. There must have been 60 or more feeding into and around the dam. After glassing the mob, mainly small Billies and nannies it was agreed to leave them be
Previous Page: Top Left: The author takes aim on an unsuspecting boar. Top Right:The author with a hefty young boar. Bottom:Alan Robertson with a late afternoon boar. This Page: Top Right: Alan with one of the many pigs taken on the trip. Right: The author with the boar shot just on dark. 22 2/8 DP.
doesn't matter where you go they are everywhere."
managed to nail a Billy at 35 metres quartering away.
to (too many property's and not enough time) so we
After wiping the drool off our chins we were off and
We moved to another paddock and picked up the
stopped to have a yarn and a beer with the owners
no sooner had we picked up a bore drain we spotted
drain again. The wind was shocking so we cut inland
and arrived at camp around 10:30pm totally knack-
a hog on the water. I was off after it and managed to
and tried to get the wind right but no matter what you
ered after walking15km, and driving around 140km
get to 25 metres but shot a little high and the arrow
did or which way you turned, the bloody wind was
in the car. Hitting the sack after a hot shower felt
passed through the fleshy part above the lungs and
right up your arse. We spotted a few hogs but the
better than nailing a trophy class boar (who am I
I lost it. Bugger, you can't get them all I suppose. A
wind ruined any chance of a stalk. All we could hope
kidding). The last day rolled around and the mood
bit further along the drain and another mob was spot-
is the wind would fade as the arvo drew on and as
amongst the boys was sombre. We had to make the
ted. Martin was off and he muffed the shot so the
luck would have it, it did. We were on again and
most of it so we were away early to drive a drain that
little mob lives to see another day. Following the
Mark shot a mangy looking sow after almost step-
led to a dam. Saw a few good-sized hogs as they
drain we arrived at the main head. This is a control
ping on it and I bagged a sow on dark but failed to
were bolting away. The wind was still howling but at
bore and it splits into three directions so that's what
find here in the fading light. Al and Martin also had a
least it was blowing in the one direction for a change.
we did. Martin shot a solid boar about 100 metres
field day spotting lots of hogs and bagging a couple
At the dam I was happy to sit in the car and let Martin
away and missed a good sow. Al didn't see a
of boars and two sows as well. A shortcut back to
and Mark walk into the dam. I could see the boys
cracker and Mark and I didn't see any hogs but I
camp took us past another property we have access
crest the wall of the dam through the bino's and all of
Left (Opp. Page): Mark with a sow in poor condition. Above: Martin Mesic with a solid boar taken in the heavy country. a sudden all hell broke loose. Pigs were going in all
found a little strip of Black Country that looked tops.
last day and I jag the best hog for the trip. I had to
directions. That's all Al needed to see and he was off
A few small hogs were spotted but no shots offered
cut the hooks out with my head torch on.
as well. "Call me on the radio when you want me to
so we settled around the dam to see if anything
blessed or what. He later measured 22 2/8 DP. No
come in" I said and about 45 minutes later Martin
would come in to water. It was getting dark and I
monster but a good boar just the same. We packed
called. "It's a hog fest mate come on in". I could still
hate sitting around so I went around the dam to see
up most of the gear that night for a quick escape the
see hogs that the boys couldn't see so Al got the
if anything was coming from the other way. I thought
next morning. We managed to bag 34 hogs in four
directions and had another one down. After lunch
I might as well be on the move and try and catch a
and a half days. A mix of boars and sows, some big
Martin and Al went to check a drain that was only up
pig coming to water because if I stayed on the water
and some small not counting the few we lost and we
the track from the quarters and they were into the
by the time it arrived I wouldn't have enough light to
saw dozens every day. It was a top trip; and a good
hogs as soon as they arrived. Five more hogs down.
shoot it. That thinking paid off. As I was walking
effort especially with bow hunting tackle. I can't
Mark and I drove to check a couple of dams but
along a feeder gutter leading to the dam I spotted a
remember seeing so many hogs on the one trip in all
dipped out. We bolted to another black soil paddock
good boar walking right at me. I slowly nocked an
my years of hunting in "The Heavy Country." For the
just before dark. Mark and Al went separate ways
arrow and came to full draw. I counted down the
Tech Heads I was using a Martin Cougar 3 Magnum
and I took Martin with me to check a couple of dams.
metres as he approached and at 12 metres I could
with Gold Tip Terminator Carbon arrows with Tusker
I poked my head over a dam wall and there was a
hardly see through the peep. It's now or never so I
Spirit 100 grain Broadheads. A good combination
good-sized sow wallowing in the mud. I moved
let rip with a Tusker tipped carbon Gold Tip right
that works well and has never let me down.
around the dam and came up behind her 15 metres
behind the ear exiting out the rump. He only ran 20
away. The arrow was away and she only ran 30
metres growling all the way. By the time I walked
metres before going down. We were off again and
over to him it was dark. Three minutes of light on the
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