I thought I'd report on my first boar hunt for those of you interested. A couple of my customers are rather good at deer stalking and also boar hunting. They have been providing me with a staple diet of boar and venison sausages, steaks and wotnot for a little while now (subject to a shop discount of course), and offered to take me out - it would have been churlish to refuse. They've taken a large number Boar alone in the last 6 months on the land that they work - which is a particularly large patch btw, let alone a large number of deer - including a week in Scotland in November assisting in the cull. It would be fair to say that these guys are particularly skilled and experienced in their field. I'm happy to say that it was an honour for me (a novice deer stalker and boar virgin) to be taken out by these chaps. I hooked up with them with my kit, which included my rifle (Tikka M595 & PMII scope plus Predator 8 moderator), 20 rnds of .308 168grn Federal Fusion, some rather natty Jack Pyke trousers and jacket, a silly hat (a must on any hunting outing - personally, I think the sillier the better, as the photo's to follow will show) and some lightwight gloves to mask up my hands. We had between us a rather gucci NV monocular, a 250m white lamp, my rifle and kit, and a .270 for the other shooter, plus knife, one, gralloching (for want of a better word - it IS boar after all) for the use of, carcass tray, Land Rover and various other assorted bits such as bags, gloves, wipes, chord etc. The aim was to have one guy with the lamp/NV kit, me, and another with the .270 doing the shoot. We got out and had a bit of a wander before lying up for a while under the stars. After about 20 minutes of chilling under a tree, waiting for what we hoped would be a bunch of piggies passing by, I couldn't help but note what a romantic setting it was, much to the enragement and general huffery of my two colleagues Nothing doing there, so off we trotted to 3 other locations, the last of which provided a lovely view across two fields and a hedgerow with a gap in it. Matey with the NV flagged up 3 of them walking in the other field towards us and it looked like they were going to come through the gap about 150yds away, so we scuttled up to the best vantage point, got down and waited. Once he'd marked up their location for us rifles, he got the lamp on. Immediately, matey to my left popped his in the noggin at 175yds, and I took the safe shot (engine room) on piggy no. 2 at the same distance - piggy no. 3 buggered off as fast as his little leggies would carry him. When we got to them, I administered the coup de grace on mine because I wanted to be sure - my first shot had taken him right through the shoulder - the right point on a pig (unlike deer) for the engine room. The other guy's boar had been shot neatly right behind the ear, and he'd dropped like a stone. They weren't particularly big at approx. 200lbs each, and both male, which, considering the time of year was a bonus. I watched closely as the other shooter cleaned out the carcasses, leaving the pluck for when we got them back to his place. A pretty succesful evening out, and the landowner is chuffed. The amount of damage those boar and others had done to his fields was pretty spectacular. I'll be getting the photos middle of the week, so I'll post them up then. I got two mucky fingers drawn across my cheeks for my troubles too! My reward for my first 'take'.