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Campfire Talk Part 16 with Larry Weishuhn

Red River County, Texas, November 2012.... It was many years ago as a wildlife biologist, I first visited Red River County on the Texas and Oklahoma border. I was there to hopefully catch some whitetail fawns to determine if they had been exposed to various diseases we were researching at the time. I remember being impressed with the area, its people and its wildlife. Before leaving I hoped to one day return. I was finally able to so so in mid-November. The Red River separates Oklahoma and Texas. It was once a grand avenue of commerce and travel. Early Texas adventurers and travelers crossed the Red River near Clarksville as they rode and walked through the rolling hills and hardwoods as they made their way south and westward. Many notables traveled that way. Davy Crockett and those who were with him from Tennessee traveled through the Red River country on their way to their fate at the Alamo. Many other early settlers did the same. My old friend with whom I do a regular radio show, which can be heard numerous places including at, Luke Clayton had long been telling me about the county of his birth and early life. He touted the wildlife and the people and spoke often of the Chapman Ranch, a large working cattle and farming ranch as an Ideal place to hunt, could one garner an invitation (understanding the ranch has long been hunted and leased by hunters). Thus enter Graham Hill, someone I met and visited with several times at National Rifle Association conventions. Our paths had crossed many times in the past, going back to the mid to late 1970’s when Graham and his father hunted the same South Texas hunting lease which the legendary John Wootters. Mr. Wootters had asked me to do a helicopter game survey on that property in Maverick Country, down along the Mexican border of Texas. During the survey he mentioned one of the young men who hunted with him, Graham Hill! Years later Graham and I at a NRA convention talked about those early days. Before we parted company he invited me to come hunt with him for whitetails on the Chapman Ranch in Red River County. During ensuing years when we visited at the NRA Convention he repeated that invitation. Finally as we approached the fall of 2012 it worked out where I could make the hunt with Graham, and to have it filmed for my “Dallas Safari Club’s Trailing the Hunter’s Moon” television show which will debut late June 2013. My cameraman/field producer, Derek Harris, and I arrived at the Chapman Ranch. I had several bags of Buck Natural, my Nature Blind signature Stalker Shield, as well my Ruger American Rifle, topped with a Zeiss Duralyt scope and a couple boxes of new Hornady American Whitetail .270 ammo. We hunted hard for several days, using the Stalker Shield as a ground blind, hunting where I had previously put out Buck Natural and we saw several bucks and does. One afternoon we hunted an absolutely gorgeous tree-studded little bottom. We saw a couple of does and as it got near the end of legal shooting time we decided to walk to the top of the ridge under which the bottom lay. On the “highlands” lay a huge wheat field. No sooner had I started glassing the field then I spotted a huge black boar running toward us, from about 500 yards away. I quickly alerted Derek, who set up the camera, while I got my BOG Gear shooting sticks set up with my rifle. I waited and the boar ran to within about 300 yards at which point it started to veer sharply to my left. I immediately let out a loud squeal and grunt. The giant boar stopped and I gently tugged the trigger. At the shot the boar fell. I quickly bolted in a fresh round just in case he got up. He did! I shot him a second time and he went down again! I bolted in a fresh third round, then put two more rounds into the detachable magazine. I kept my rifle trained on the downed boar. After a couple of minutes of watching the downed boar I assumed he was down for the count. We filmed some quick things, then with the light fading we walked the nearly 300 yards to where the boar lay. I kept my rifle at ready, just in case. And it was good that I did! When we got to within about 20 steps of the “dead boar”, he suddenly jumped up and immediately started charging us. I brought the rifle to shoulder and shot him once more and immediately bolted in another round and shot him a fourth time when he staggered a bit. He went down once again. After that fourth shot, as I always do, I had bolted in a fresh round, just in case. Even though the boar was down I moved around so I could put still another round into the boar, this one between and just aft his ears. After that he no longer moved. Still I quickly reloaded my rifle, one in the chamber and three in the magazine! A little while I stood right next to him, knowing he was finally dead.... Talk about exciting! It’d been several years since the last boar charged me, but with each one I’ve shot over the years, I’ve always anticipated it might happen! Never approach a downed boar with an empty gun!!! Wild boar safely secured and turned into pan sausage later that night, I was ready for whitetails. I’m not going to tell you the details of my deer hunt. You’ll have to watch my “Dallas Safari Club’s Trailing the Hunter’s Moon” to see how it really unfolded (actually you’ll also see my boar hunt there as well). Suffice it to say both Buck Natural and my Stalker Shield did their job! As this is being written I’m headed to Montana to hunt mule deer on a hunt Jim McCarthy Adventures set up for me. I’ll let you know how that one goes. I’ve heard tell they have some really good bucks! Can hardly wait! Don’t forget you can get a special discount on Nature Blinds products by mentioning! Have fun this week...

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