Just been up North with the family. We have some family land on the coast at a place called Tauranga Bay. I try and get up there a couple of times a year for a week at a time. Its a great spot with good fishing and hunting (pigs and small game)
We always try to do a bit of both.
This time round I took my new rig a Howa mini in 223. It shoots well and Oliver my son shoots it well too. When we sighted it in his group was better than mine.
Anyway we took it for a walk on the cousins farm early one evening and spied a lone pig mooching around on the bush edge. It wasnt aware of us and we managed to get into shooting position. Oliver had smacked over a few hares the day before so I was confident he would be up to the task. I got Olly in beside me and he lind it up. It was facing away from us so we had to wait for a while but eventually it turned side on and presented a shot. I told him to aim for the shoulder and fire when was ready. I heard the thump of a good hit and the pig squealed and rolled over. By the time we got to it it was dead.
Stoked.
It was a nice young boar maybe 60 pounds. A good eating size.
I gutted it and Oliver even helped out with the carry. I was really impressed with his effort on the way out as it was a bit of a steep grunt back to the truck.
It was a proud Dad and Son moment thats for sure and hopefully the first of many. Next on the agenda will be a deer.
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