About five years back my hunting partner and I got removed from the small ranch we'd leased for fifteen years for deer, turkey, and hog hunting. I sold my jeep and trailer, traded my Swarovski binoculars in for my Pro 100 smoker, and was happy to just go on a couple of very successful hog hunts with a old friend who just happened to be a hog guide. That old pal is now retired and over lunch a few weeks back my partner and I decided that it was time for us to pony up for some exotic hog hunting due to the fact that we're old and gimpy and incapable of dragging a dead wild pig up out of a canyon. Between my partners knees and shoulders and my back and hips it seems tough enough to just get out of bed and get dressed some days. Ah, but with age comes affluence! After extensive investigation and the recommendation of two trusted friends who`ve hunted there my partner and I have booked a hunt at a 76,000 acre ranch where the guide will ride us around in a 4WD stake-bed truck that has bucket seats bolted down to the bed. Once a hunt is booked there the entire ranch will be ours exclusively for that weekend, the two guys who recommended the place said we`ll see more hogs than imaginable, and be real comfortable. We`ll be staying in a 3-bed 2-bath ranch house next weekend with full kitchen and shower, TV-DVD, and even a big walk-in cooler and rifle range.
http://jackranchwildpighunts.com/
As usual, the menu will be left to whatever I feel like pulling off. Ribeye steaks and hipshot burgers are a no-brainer, so I decided to pound out some wild hog sausage ravioli yesterday and a batch of rolls to bring along.

Thursday night Ill assemble a artichoke fritatta to bring

Some smoked Kolbasz for snacking and Canadian bacon for eggs Benedict each day should just about fill out the menu. Maybe we'll have a drink! RAY
“Good judgment comes from experience, and a lotta that comes from bad judgment.”