Well, me and my buddy Kent put out a hog trap Sunday evening. We baited with about 200 pounds of feed, and wired the trap open to allow the hogs to clean everything up inside and out of the trap. We got impatient and went to check the trap tonight, just to see if anything had found the feed yet. On the way in, we have to cross a wheatfield and we found a pretty decent sized boar hog out on the wheat. I was able to run him down across the wheat in the truck, and got between the hog and the brush. My buddy Kent bailed out and whacked this hog with a 12 guage shooting 3 1/2" 00 buck. The big ol' pig was DRT, and there was no tracking involved in this one. Well, it would've been fun to have caught him in the trap but we just couldn't resist blowing one away now and again. Killing pigs is just too much darn fun. Anyway, back to the trap.... we went to look for sign around the trap after shooting this one, and you would not believe what the hogs had done. There were tracks inside our trap that would've dwarfed the hoof size of the hog we killed, and we are guessing him at 175-200lbs. We have got some big ol' pigs coming to the trap. So, we run to Kents in-laws house and get some corn and old wheat to come back and bait our trap and set it. We have to cross the river on foot to set the trap, so we carry all the feed across the river, along with our spotlight and necessary stuff to set the trap. As We get down and start to rig up our trigger mechanism, we hear pigs coming through the brush along the riverbank. We'd left the guns at the truck, up on the other side of the river!!! Poop. So we slip into the water and ease back to the other side. When we get there, we turn and look and the hogs don't want to come into the trap area because they're afraid of the buckets we left down there. We grab Kent's shotgun (my rifle was left at Kent's inlaws dammit!) and slip back down the embankment and into the water. The pigs scatter temporarily but slowly start easing back down towards the trap area. They could plainly hear us walking through the river, but they kept coming anyway. We got within about 30 yards of the river edge, and we started being able to make out the dark shapes of pigs moving around in the moonlight by the trap, about 50 yards away. We only had 3" shells left for the 12 guage, so this would be stretching its capabilities a little, unless we could get a head shot. Well, to make a long story short, we got impatient and I took too long of a shot at the hog and missed. Poop again. We were able to get everything baited up properly this time though, and without incident. This is the first time we've ever had hogs actually come in on us while we were standing AT THE TRAP!! It was pretty nuts. If we don't end up with a hog tonight, there should be one in there tomorrow night for sure. I'll be sure to post pics. Anyway, I'm gonna try now to post some pictures of the boar we killed tonight. I'll be the fat one with the massive bags under my eyes (recent nasal surgery), Kent is the skinny one.