It is time to move this rag on a little more. So....my latest hog adventure. The caliche road I was driving on crossed a creek and then curved around two sides of about a 40 acre field. I saw about eight adult hogs strung out in a single file running pretty hard across the middle on the field. I was keeping pace with them when the lead hog saw me and stopped...for about twenty seconds, then he started running full out to escape across the road. Being in a pickup I could and did out run them to the crossing point with a vague idea of running over one or two. Didn't happen, those hogs stopped at the fence line under tree and just waited. I was sitting in a pickup with no gun about eight yards from them wondering what I could do next. Which, of course, was nothing. I have since thought that my twelve gauge with double ought buckshot would have been the perfect weapon at that range. I even have some confidence that I could indeed hit the broad side of a barn with a shot gun. I will probably never have that same setup happen again.