Yea Steve, Eddie's right. Had we wanted to, we could have killed a lot more than anybody in their right mind would have wanted to skin. Seemed like every time I turned around I had hogs in my lap, and we wasn't even looking for them. I had a big boar I nicknamed "Gizmo" walk right up to me while I was standing in a road. I wanted to shoot him but was trying to hear a turkey. Other times I would just walk up on them. Sometimes less than 10 yards.
The turkey whipped me, but the hogs didn't fare so well. These died the first evening. I got one with Eddies pistol and he shot the other one with his 300. The next evening he popped one with buckshot.
We were pretty serious about the turkeys but in hindsight...we should have just forgot about the turkeys and took up hog hunting.
I'll get some pictures up pretty soon.