The curse of the valley feeder has struck again. Once again the score is POOBA 0 SWINE 1.

We have heard the story said and repeated several times now. POOBA takes aim POOBA pulls trigger, POOBA misses! 300 yards to the Valley Feeder is becoming more of a quest than a hunt. Shooting at this down hill feeder is definitely a fair hunt prospect.

The timeline is Friday evening April 11Th, 2008. The Witch Doctor, and Pooba have just arrived at LTD 10 ranch we have the camp all set up and have went our seperate ways hunting. Doc to the Double Blind and Pig Feeder, and the Pooba to the HK Blind. The afternoon goes by pretty quiet and uneventful. A chance to sit back reflect and wonder the answers to the worlds problems. In other words dozing between looking out at the Pinion Feeder and Valley Feeder. Not a thing moving anywhere to be seen, at least not till about 7:45 PM.

Just before dark I look up to see coming out of the Bermuda Triangle a big black Pig running out towards the now infamous 300 yard Valley Feeder. Well this Swine runs about 25 yards and stops to look then runs the rest of the way to the feeder with single row of family right behind him. One, two, three, four on and on this goes till the number hits a total of 19 Pigs. Hitting the Valley feeder like a run away freight train.

The Pooba takes up his trusty 300 win mag selects his target puts it in the wavering cross hairs and pulls the trigger. Bang, and 19 Pigs run every direction like a star burst. A complete miss not one dam pig out of 19 are hurt, bleeding nothing! I missed 19 pigs with a 300 win mag, how in the hell do you miss 19 Pigs all huddled up together under a freaking feeder.

Well I did it, and there is even a photo from the game camera showing the pigs eating just before the trigger was pulled and a second photo a short while latter of me down at the feeder wondering just how piss poor of a rifle shot I am. I personally think the Wizard has put a curse on me and has not told me.