MORE ABOUT THE BAD, WILD HOGS GENE BROOKS HUNTS
The Chapel Hill Boar, Part III
 Editor’s
Note: Gene Brooks of Dublin, Georgia, who hunts hogs
in three different states and is on call to a large
number of landowners and farmers. When a bad hog or
a pack of hogs starts eating and destroying crops, tearing
up roads and killing dogs, then landowners and farmers
call Brooks, whose motto is “Have Dogs, Will Travel.”
Although Brooks catches and removes any hog or group
of hogs that terrorize the landscape, he specializes
in “killer” hogs – those that have
been hunted before by other hog hunters. These killer
hogs are so bad that they leave bulldogs, curs and hounds
lying on the ground like casualties from a bombing raid.
This week we’ll continue to look at the man, his
dogs and the hogs he hunts.
 “As
I was going back to the truck, the two dogs that were
left began to bay,” Gene Brooks said. “Trip
was coming out of the woods with me, and he thought
those dogs had bayed the boar we’d just tied-up.”
Brooks knew his dogs, however, and he knew those dogs
wouldn’t bay a tied-up hog. When Brooks and Neal
arrived at the truck, they put the two hurt dogs in
the back of the truck and released the only dog they
had left. They realized that if they didn’t catch
the second hog and catch him quick, he would cut up
their dogs.
“The first hog had weighed 360 pounds, and when
we got to our dogs, we saw a hog that was even bigger
than the first hog we caught,” Brooks explained.
“Later we found out that the second hog weighed
401 pounds. We knew this hog was bad because he didn’t
have any ears and he was a castrated hog). The dogs
decided to catch the hog. They clamped onto his jaws
because his ears were gone. That hog reached a nearby
steep bank and slid down the bank with dogs holding
on to both sides of his face. The show was something
like you’d see on TV. We ran up behind the hog,
Trip grabbed the hog’s tail and hind leg, I got
the front leg and rolled and threw him. Then we tied
him up, caught up our dogs, left the two hogs tied up
and headed for the vet. Luckily, all of our dogs lived
after they visited the vet.”
 “On
the way to the vet, Trip called a couple of his friends
that he knew were at a party. He told them we were on
the way to the vet with our dogs and asked them to take
their pickup trucks and go get our two hogs. Trip told
them exactly where the hogs were. After we left our
dogs at the vet, we met up with Trip’s friends
and drug those two big hogs out of the woods. We were
lucky that night because even though we had some dogs
cut up pretty bad, the vet was able to save them, and
they all lived to hunt another night.”
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