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Qld

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  1. Ok. There is simply no better way to end a hunt than with the biggest most feisty boar of the trip and that's exactly what happened on this trip. We caught nearly ten pigs and despite all going smoothly I figured there is always a chance we we would encounter something a bit too much for us. Especially since we are only a one man one dog team,she had never hunted before and I hadn't dogged for a decade. I could forsee a situation where she would constantly b thrown off or b to scared to lug. I would have to run up behind an unheld boar. I knew there was a good chance of being charged in this situation . I felt safer with a spear... Later this turned out to b a very wise decision.. We were cruising the edge of the paddock after just pickin up a large sow off the grain dump when a real nice solid boar came trotting towards us in an attempt to get back to the safety of the scrub behind the ute. I let the dog go and grabbed my spear. We all know that if we block a pigs escape route you will probably b charged but being so many years since hunting maybe I just plain forgot. All i was thinking was to jab him behind the shoulder as he ran past me With my dog hot on his heels he got sick of trying To go left and right of me so he just lined me up and came right at me. I didn't have time to b scared. The spear tip slipped straight it but when the hilt hit the pig it's forward momentum knocked both me and my spear backwards. With the spear pointing skyward and me backstepping trying not to fall on my backside I had a bit of a reality check that this was getting serious. I was also conscious that the spear pointing up in th air was not doing me any good. Lucky for me the boar didn't go me again. He crashed through the fence and into the scrub. I ran up to the fence parting the wires so my dog could continue the chase. For a moment I hesitated thinking I may get my dog killed here. And maybe I should just let this one go. Then somehow "she l b right " kicked in and we were onto him again . After brief hesitation she lugged and they did the black soil boogie for a bit. I was very quick to seize the chance, jumped in and did my part. I cruised back into camp to pack up my gear to head home , very contented and planning how to fix my very bent but lucky spear.... Will post snaps when I work out how to get them off my phone
  2. I was Hopelessly addicted to bowhunting when I was younger.a fair bit of rifle hunting and a bit of dogging thrown in. Then after a complete break for many yrs I found myself and my city slicker Alaskan malamute cross wolfhound workin for a stint in central qld. I often thought that due to her strength speed and love of chasing things that she might just go ok on the hogs. How right I was. With an admirable level of enthusiasm she slotted right in as if she had been doin it all her life...one arvo late while doing the rounds of some very open country I spotted a mob meandering across the plain towards the ripening wheat. They never made it. I pulled up kitted up and walled down to get in a better wind position. Then with my fully plated dog on a leash in my left hand and my carefully honed f dick tipped home made spear in my right, we walked straight into th wind towards the unsuspecting mob . About halfway there she is really wanting to go for it but I wanted to get closer first.I in the open with no cover I knew it was only a matter of time before they saw us. I undid the clip. The race was on. All out in the open with no cover for several hundred meters they knew they were in deep trouble. They ran for their lives. The steamlinef shape of my dog at full gallop with dust flying up behind her closed in on one of the pigs. Behind them all the most perfect backdrop a hunter could ever dream of---a black building storm with bolts of lightning crashing to the ground. This is why we love to rave about our dogs. We just can't help ourselves!
  3. Hi. Just getting back into dogging after a long long break. Had a ball on wheat and canola but the latter very hard for my dog and I to move thru. Can any one tell me when in southern q it is harvested?
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