First off there needs to be some background to the story. Where I hog hunt here in Florida is a very quiet community near Vero Beach. In the gated community we have a huge pool that many of us gather to bs and tell lies. Most of the people her are in the 70s and 80s. I am 60 and my wife is 51. So when I get a hog every so often they will all ask about the hunt and what I do with the meat etc... Anyways this one gal who is 70 and I must say a very energetic 70 says " can I go". I looked at her husband and he said he was cool and my wife also was ok with it too. I happen to have a 2 man ladderstand set up on my 3 spots. I said yes I will take you but on a few conditions.. No perfume, no chit chat in the tree and your going to help track , gut and haul. So last week during a amazing full moon here we were sitting like a couple of school kids. It was no doubt a magical night. The moon was just coming up and the palm tree we were in was swaying in the breeze. It was a good time. What was better was we had hogs making noise in the swamp and had them come in. But not all the way in.. Then she spotted a huge slob of a boar just to my right.. I said Kelly how long has that been there? She said about 2 minutes, I then said why didn't you tell me? She said I thought is was a cow? LMAO. It was huge, I guestimate it was a 250LB for sure.. I had no shot..
So we get down and that was that. I figured well she had her fill of hog hunting and its all done and over with. No way, she said when can we go back out. No problem be ready at 8.30pm and we will give it a try since these hogs are feeding around 11 pm... Around 10 ish last night this dry sow and 3 others came in making a bunch of noise. First opportunity I had I took the broadside shot and then the ole firenock is light up like a roman candle.. Guys I thought she was gona crap herself... She was in 7th heaven. So we get down and we both start tracking through the saw grass and knee deep water. Then under a barbed wire fence , belly crawling thru the mud, In all fairness I did see the sow lying dead about 10 yards up front. So I said Kellyann your doing such a good job tracking , why dont you lead the way. Yep she found it. Guys you should have seen her face.. Priceless. She helped gutting it, and then we drove to the allnight cooler here in Vero for them to make sausage. I have had grown men go on hunts with me that I will not invite back. Now for Mrs Kellyann, its a open invitation. She is one tough broad for sure,