Hi my name is jackson and im going to be talking about fishing.
So one day a kid called Caleb caught one of the biggest feral pigs in new zealand in drealdian.
So he went pig hunting out in the morning at 4.30 am and hopped in his car and started driving for about 2 hours and 15 mins he arrived there and saw lots of pig rooting on the side of the road so he hoped out and got his dogs ready and put the trackers on them and started to walk up the mountain there was a lots of pig rooting and pine trees and matagouri he saw some very fresh pig rooting he got his dogs on the sent of the pig and they started tracking up the gully after about 10 mins his dogs were 350 meters up the gully suddenly everything went quite and he heard a dog bark and bark and he herd the pig smash through the bushes so he knew it was a big pig so the pig started to run down the hill into the thicc bushes soon he had no sign on were the pig was at this time hes dog were 1km away still chasing the pig but soon the dogs were treed all in the same place 1.5 kms away he started to bush through thicc bushes at this time he had been trying to get closer for 10 minutes but the pig kept breaking and running down hill so he was not really getting closer but the dogs lost the pig and he thought it was other but hes dogs were still on pigs tail and they bailed it up again this time the dogs had it good and it seemed to be that all of his dogs were holding the pig at the time so he kept on walking for about 20 mins and finally he stared to here the scrubbing the pig at about 600m away so he kept on bushing and now he was 300m and now it was clear that it was a big pig so he kept walking closer and here he was with the pig 20 meters away he had he gun ready and he shot the pig tumbled down to the ground the pig was down but his dogs were very bloody and muddy so he went back to his truck with pig on his back so he got back to the truck and he weighed it and it was 267 pounds but he was really tired so he went back home and went to bed.
So he waked up in the morning at 5.00am and he had some brekkie and set of again for another hunt with his friend decan this time they were going back to the same spot but a different track that they haven’t been down yet so they set off and stared slowly cruising down the track and his dogs went down the mountain on this sent they were only tracking about 180 meters and they had one so he started to go down hill and they were there the pig was a 100 pound boar.
So his mate put the pig on his back and they started to walk into the forest pines, at first they
Saw lots of pig rooting and pig tracks, so there dogs started to track a pig that had good footprints. Soon the dogs were up the hill 455 meters. So they started to hear barking and bushes moving so they stared to walk over to the pig but the pig broke and ran down the hill
For 300 meters and the dogs finally stoped it and they were holding the pig so he started walk over but the pig broke again and ran up the hill 500 meters, and now the pig was 1.8 km away and it looked like he might not get this pig but he kept on going and going up the hill until he was almost as high as the clouds now he was getting close but the pig broke again but this it time the pig ran a hole km and now he was 2km, but the dogs weren’t giving up yet and they held the pig good this time and he and his mate stared to walk down the hill for 1 hour but now the pig was only 200 m away and they were closing the gap, and the pig was right in front of them so he grapes his gun shots the pig was down and it was 330 pound the biggest pig he had ever seen and killed. The end.