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The Chapel Hill Boar, Part III

Click to enlargeEditor’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.

Click to enlarge“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.”

Click to enlarge“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.”

Check back each day this week for more about MORE ABOUT THE BAD, WILD HOGS GENE BROOKS HUNTS...

Day 1 - How It All Began
Day 2 - Breeding Cur Dogs
Day 3 - The Chapel Hill Boar, Part I
Day 4 - The Chapel Hill Boar, Part II
Day 5 - The Chapel Hill Boar, Part III


Entry 283, Day 5