My planned moose hunt in mid-October fell through because everybody but me dropped out for one reason or another. During our rifle deer season, two weeks ago, I did not see a deer while carrying this .303. On the spur of the moment, I decided to drive down to eastern Tennessee to hunt Russian Boar with my doubles. A good friend, Ron Alldred, went with me. We took two rifles only, this .303 British, and the .450 #2 Nitro Express that I built a few years ago. We had a great time and took 3 boars in two days. Below are a few photos of us with our boars and the two rifles that are both now finally "blooded".

I took this boar on the afternoon of the first day. It and another trotted out of the bush beside me and went straight away from me. I put a 174 grain Hornady soft point behind its ear at 28 yards and it died where it stood.

I took this boar on the morning of the second day, with the .450 #2 Nitro Express. I hadn't been in my stand for ten minutes when it came into the field in front of me. It rooted and wallowed for a while and eventually gave me a broadside shot at 22 yards. A 500 grain Hornady soft point through the lungs knocked him over like a tin duck in a shooting gallery!

Ten minutes after I killed the boar above, Ron took this one from his blind which was about 500 yards from mine. Three boars came out of the bush and eventually came in front of him. He took this one, at 20 yards, with a quartering-away shot behind the shoulder from my .303 British double. This animal died where it stood as well.

A nice lodge, good food, good folks, an excellent, fair-chase hunt in the autumn woods of the Cumberland Mountains, and lots of fine boneless pork brought home, taken with the rifles that we all love. It doesn't get much better...well at least until Africa next year.