Video... https://youtu.be/FMFsG3wuK5g
Timing is everything. I went after this guy three nights in a row before finally getting him. He showed up early on Thursday and so I showed up even earlier on Friday and stayed late, but then the hog showed up a couple of hours after I left and on the other side of the property, early Saturday morning. So I showed up late on Saturday night around 2300 hrs hoping to see the hog around 0100 or 0200 hrs on Sunday morning, but unbeknownst to me, he had probably already been there and gone. Sunday afternoon found Bob and Toly at my place and we spent the afternoon sighting in one of my rifles (Toly is shooting it in the video), shooting Bob's Grendel Pistol (remind me not to ever by one of those), and then trying to beat Toly at a game of shooting quarters at 200 and 300 yards with one of Bob's Grendels (not the pistol). We came close at 300, but Toly cleaned our clocks at 200, getting more and better hits than Bob or me.
They had to head back to Dallas and so I geared up for the night. Less than an hour after they left and about 30 minutes after I got into the stand with all my gear to go the entire night again, I hear this "shoom shoom shoom shoom" as the hog crossed my clearing at a fast trot like he was late for dinner. I ducked down behind the skirt of my tree stand because I figure he could see me as well as I could see him. I got my muffs on, scope on, and and recorder on, and then slowly came up over the rail with the rifle, spying him through the scope, as he stood there eating, unaware, happy as a hog on fresh corn, which he was....
The frangible VLD-Hunting round certainly held together well enough to pass through a lot of bone of the lower skull and face of the hog. It performed well.
Timing is everything. I went after this guy three nights in a row before finally getting him. He showed up early on Thursday and so I showed up even earlier on Friday and stayed late, but then the hog showed up a couple of hours after I left and on the other side of the property, early Saturday morning. So I showed up late on Saturday night around 2300 hrs hoping to see the hog around 0100 or 0200 hrs on Sunday morning, but unbeknownst to me, he had probably already been there and gone. Sunday afternoon found Bob and Toly at my place and we spent the afternoon sighting in one of my rifles (Toly is shooting it in the video), shooting Bob's Grendel Pistol (remind me not to ever by one of those), and then trying to beat Toly at a game of shooting quarters at 200 and 300 yards with one of Bob's Grendels (not the pistol). We came close at 300, but Toly cleaned our clocks at 200, getting more and better hits than Bob or me.
They had to head back to Dallas and so I geared up for the night. Less than an hour after they left and about 30 minutes after I got into the stand with all my gear to go the entire night again, I hear this "shoom shoom shoom shoom" as the hog crossed my clearing at a fast trot like he was late for dinner. I ducked down behind the skirt of my tree stand because I figure he could see me as well as I could see him. I got my muffs on, scope on, and and recorder on, and then slowly came up over the rail with the rifle, spying him through the scope, as he stood there eating, unaware, happy as a hog on fresh corn, which he was....
The frangible VLD-Hunting round certainly held together well enough to pass through a lot of bone of the lower skull and face of the hog. It performed well.
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