A good weekend out west. This was the first time we hunted the property. The amount of pigs were unbelievable.

The same property as the one above. Same camp but 6 weeks later.

This pig was known as the calf, and we hunted him for about 6 months. He was coming into a sorghum crop to feed of a night. My mates got him spotlighting after the crop was headed. I would have loved to have been there.

As Above

A good boar caught by Jacko. Another from the New England.

Western Boar. Souphound and Sandy caught him after about 7 inches of rain. We spent 9 hours bogged just after catching this boar. Some things you never forget.

A mate's dog caught this measly little pig, while we were having a rest on a log after a long walk. He weighed about 30Kgs ringing wet. What he lost in weight he made up for with his dental department.

Me with Jacko and Souphound. Another old mountain hog.

Good boar caught in lignum with Sandy out west.

More teeth from a mountain pig, Trapper scored this one.
 

Stephen and I. We caught these pigs on barley stubble one morning. Poly caught the two big boars. They both weighed just over 100Kgs.