Last week Shirley had to go out to Longreach to do some work at the Bank out there , her job takes her over a good chunk of Queensland and when she has to go long distances like this 10.5 hour drive I go with her , I had intended to take my inflatable kayak out and paddle the Thompson River but after remembering a few little facts like it's the middle of bloody winter here and freezing cold water from a self bailing kayak around the genitalia tends to take the fun right out of it , also is the fact that I've only ever seen the Thompson in either a flood state or just about bone dry and neither state is all that appealing , as these things happen the water level wasn't too bad and the water temp would have been quite Okay for paddling ,
Of course it was only that way because I didn't take the inflatable kayak , if I had it would have been freezing , I also took a fishing rod and intended to spend my time trying to catch a Yellow Belly but that didn't work out either ,
I have some friends on a sheep and cattle property some 30 or so Km out of town and around midday on Tuesday [ it took all of Monday getting out to Longreach ] I went out to visit , one of the first things I was asked is did I bring a rifle , and of course the answer was yes , I always take a rifle when I travel , mate said good , we've been having a pile of pigs getting about lately and they need thinning out [ pigs tear up a lot of country and play havoc at lambing time ] of course the rifle I bought wasn't really all that suitable for shooting at Longreach , my rifle while a 30/06 is made up to a Scout rifle configuration with a 20" barrel and a forward mounted 2x long eye relief scope , it's made to be light and easy to handle fast at close range , I have trouble seeing iron sights any more and the scout rifle concept suits me fine for close range , very , very fast , unfortunately it's not all that great for long range as the cross hairs pretty much cover a medium size pig at 100 metres , and while the Longreach area has a fair number of pigs it doesn't tend to have a lot of real big pigs , most shots taken around areas like that tend to be around 150 to 200 metres
The country was dry and dusty and there wasn't a real lot of feed about , they have been in drought for some time and while they have had a little rain it was too little and not at the right time to do a whole lot of good , one of the creeks running through the property actually had a few puddles of water in it every so often , about enough to fill a bath tub every half km or so but most of the gullies and creeks were bone dry as was this creek being typical of water courses in the area
Over the next couple of days I checked over the dams for pig sign and they were few and far between and always old , but there was plenty of fresh diggings around the wooded country around the clay pan , but you have to remember that in this country wooded means any place with more than two trees to the acre , even in the wooded country you can still spot pigs several hundred metres away if you are looking carefully ,
The tracks around the property had only just been graded several months before and as it hadn't rained in that time were still fine to take my wife's ford sedan along ,
When I first spotted a mob of pigs they were about 500 metres away and moving off at a angle to me , I very much doubt they knew I was there as the car is very quite and the wind was coming towards me at about 15 to 20 knots , generally far windier than I like to hunt in but I was there and had nothing else to do ,
The wind seems to make the pig beasties a bit twitchy and they seem to either hunker down in a thicket or run about like there is some thing after them , there was about 30 in the mob but they were way too far away for a shot ,
I followed them on foot for a few Km but in the end lost them as I just couldn't keep up , spotted part of the same mob later that day heading south towards the main road at a full run and tried to follow on foot but again lot them after following for a few km , ground was dry and dusty but hard as a rock underneath , wind kept erasing any tracks the pigs left ,
Next day I followed a cully for about 5 km and then cut across to another track a couple of Km west and then followed it for a km then cut across south hoping to come out along the edge of the wooded country around the clay pan , come out about a km east of where I wanted to be and then headed back to the car by keeping parallel to the track but about 200 metres from it so I had a bit of cover , plenty of sign but no pigs , got in the car and drove west along the track ,
It seems I missed a mob of pigs by only about 800 metres , I'd come out too far east to spot them , but this time I did spot them and they were about 500 metres off and probably would have missed them if I hadn't been using binoculars , the trees around there seem to be mainly Gidgee and Sandalwood and really don't provide a lot of cover for stalking in close , this day the wind had died down a bit but was still blowing at about 10 knots straight in my face , luckily there was a little bit of cover between me and the mob of pigs , there was exactly two bushy trees , one was about 120 metres from the pigs and the other was about 200 metres from me , I slowly made my way to the first tree and then carefully made the next 200 metres to the next tree , now I was about 100 to 120 metres from the mob ,
I would have like to get closer but there wasn't a scrap of cover between me and them , they were rooting around in a patch of grass and burr about 50 metres out from a group of fairly thick cover that marked a gully or rather a series of dry gullies that extended over a fairly wide area , just gullies , rough grass and waist high burs , of course I didn't know that at the time as the ground was pretty much flat as a tack and you have to be right on those sort of features to see them , about this time the pigs started to move off away from me and the wind started changing direction , there wasn't a hope in hell of getting any closer and I had a steady rest and held the scope on the biggest pig , a sort of black white and brindle coloured pig , the cross hairs pretty much covered the pig but I was confident , at the shot the pig was down but got back up and took off towards the gully , along with the other 6 pigs in the mob , I checked where the pig went down and there was a large splash of bright frothy blood and another a few metres further , good solid lung hit , from the amount of blood loss I'm amazed the pig got to the gully and the burs but it did , there is no bloody way I could fit through the tunnels the pigs had made through the burs so finding it proved imposable , from a hit like that it wouldn't have survived a minute , it had already lost several litres of blood just making it that far ,
I come up on the rest of the mob about a 3/4 of a hour later and about 900 metres further on and this time the wind was once again in my favour and I had a bit more cover to work with and was able to get with in 50 metres or maybe a little less , at this range the scout rifle concept works great for me and I can be on target as fast as I can work the bolt , I was able to take out 4 pigs before they were able to reach cover about 20 or so metres off to the right , I was shooting for pure pest destruction and could have taken another pig with my last round in the chamber but I learnt a long time ago never to empty a gun when shooting pigs , I always leave a round in the gun and fill my mag before I move closer , I had to do some fancy foot work a few times in my younger days when faced with a dry gun and a big pig and I'm just not agile enough for that any more ,
All up that day I probably walked about 20 km that day and the day before , had a good time that week , saw some old friends , got some exercise and saw some interesting country
Not a bad way to spend a week
Here is a picture of the property owners pet feral pig " Mongrel " , pigs do make good pets and are highly intelligent
David
Of course it was only that way because I didn't take the inflatable kayak , if I had it would have been freezing , I also took a fishing rod and intended to spend my time trying to catch a Yellow Belly but that didn't work out either ,
I have some friends on a sheep and cattle property some 30 or so Km out of town and around midday on Tuesday [ it took all of Monday getting out to Longreach ] I went out to visit , one of the first things I was asked is did I bring a rifle , and of course the answer was yes , I always take a rifle when I travel , mate said good , we've been having a pile of pigs getting about lately and they need thinning out [ pigs tear up a lot of country and play havoc at lambing time ] of course the rifle I bought wasn't really all that suitable for shooting at Longreach , my rifle while a 30/06 is made up to a Scout rifle configuration with a 20" barrel and a forward mounted 2x long eye relief scope , it's made to be light and easy to handle fast at close range , I have trouble seeing iron sights any more and the scout rifle concept suits me fine for close range , very , very fast , unfortunately it's not all that great for long range as the cross hairs pretty much cover a medium size pig at 100 metres , and while the Longreach area has a fair number of pigs it doesn't tend to have a lot of real big pigs , most shots taken around areas like that tend to be around 150 to 200 metres
The country was dry and dusty and there wasn't a real lot of feed about , they have been in drought for some time and while they have had a little rain it was too little and not at the right time to do a whole lot of good , one of the creeks running through the property actually had a few puddles of water in it every so often , about enough to fill a bath tub every half km or so but most of the gullies and creeks were bone dry as was this creek being typical of water courses in the area
Over the next couple of days I checked over the dams for pig sign and they were few and far between and always old , but there was plenty of fresh diggings around the wooded country around the clay pan , but you have to remember that in this country wooded means any place with more than two trees to the acre , even in the wooded country you can still spot pigs several hundred metres away if you are looking carefully ,
The tracks around the property had only just been graded several months before and as it hadn't rained in that time were still fine to take my wife's ford sedan along ,
When I first spotted a mob of pigs they were about 500 metres away and moving off at a angle to me , I very much doubt they knew I was there as the car is very quite and the wind was coming towards me at about 15 to 20 knots , generally far windier than I like to hunt in but I was there and had nothing else to do ,
The wind seems to make the pig beasties a bit twitchy and they seem to either hunker down in a thicket or run about like there is some thing after them , there was about 30 in the mob but they were way too far away for a shot ,
I followed them on foot for a few Km but in the end lost them as I just couldn't keep up , spotted part of the same mob later that day heading south towards the main road at a full run and tried to follow on foot but again lot them after following for a few km , ground was dry and dusty but hard as a rock underneath , wind kept erasing any tracks the pigs left ,
Next day I followed a cully for about 5 km and then cut across to another track a couple of Km west and then followed it for a km then cut across south hoping to come out along the edge of the wooded country around the clay pan , come out about a km east of where I wanted to be and then headed back to the car by keeping parallel to the track but about 200 metres from it so I had a bit of cover , plenty of sign but no pigs , got in the car and drove west along the track ,
It seems I missed a mob of pigs by only about 800 metres , I'd come out too far east to spot them , but this time I did spot them and they were about 500 metres off and probably would have missed them if I hadn't been using binoculars , the trees around there seem to be mainly Gidgee and Sandalwood and really don't provide a lot of cover for stalking in close , this day the wind had died down a bit but was still blowing at about 10 knots straight in my face , luckily there was a little bit of cover between me and the mob of pigs , there was exactly two bushy trees , one was about 120 metres from the pigs and the other was about 200 metres from me , I slowly made my way to the first tree and then carefully made the next 200 metres to the next tree , now I was about 100 to 120 metres from the mob ,
I would have like to get closer but there wasn't a scrap of cover between me and them , they were rooting around in a patch of grass and burr about 50 metres out from a group of fairly thick cover that marked a gully or rather a series of dry gullies that extended over a fairly wide area , just gullies , rough grass and waist high burs , of course I didn't know that at the time as the ground was pretty much flat as a tack and you have to be right on those sort of features to see them , about this time the pigs started to move off away from me and the wind started changing direction , there wasn't a hope in hell of getting any closer and I had a steady rest and held the scope on the biggest pig , a sort of black white and brindle coloured pig , the cross hairs pretty much covered the pig but I was confident , at the shot the pig was down but got back up and took off towards the gully , along with the other 6 pigs in the mob , I checked where the pig went down and there was a large splash of bright frothy blood and another a few metres further , good solid lung hit , from the amount of blood loss I'm amazed the pig got to the gully and the burs but it did , there is no bloody way I could fit through the tunnels the pigs had made through the burs so finding it proved imposable , from a hit like that it wouldn't have survived a minute , it had already lost several litres of blood just making it that far ,
I come up on the rest of the mob about a 3/4 of a hour later and about 900 metres further on and this time the wind was once again in my favour and I had a bit more cover to work with and was able to get with in 50 metres or maybe a little less , at this range the scout rifle concept works great for me and I can be on target as fast as I can work the bolt , I was able to take out 4 pigs before they were able to reach cover about 20 or so metres off to the right , I was shooting for pure pest destruction and could have taken another pig with my last round in the chamber but I learnt a long time ago never to empty a gun when shooting pigs , I always leave a round in the gun and fill my mag before I move closer , I had to do some fancy foot work a few times in my younger days when faced with a dry gun and a big pig and I'm just not agile enough for that any more ,
All up that day I probably walked about 20 km that day and the day before , had a good time that week , saw some old friends , got some exercise and saw some interesting country
Not a bad way to spend a week
Here is a picture of the property owners pet feral pig " Mongrel " , pigs do make good pets and are highly intelligent
David