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This past week was a good one for your old outdoor scribe. I’ve enjoyed some red hot catfish catching, spent time setting up a corn feeder on my little place in hopes of keeping a sounder of hog from ripping my heavily laden pear tree apart and wrapped things up with a trip to Nacogdoches for a deer hunting show presented by the East Texas Chapter of the Dallas Safari Club. So come along, let me recap the week, I think you might enjoy backtracking my trail with me. FIRST THE HOGS Let’s begin with the hogs. I live about a quarter mile from some remote bottomland that connects to a 15,000 ranch on one side and a 2,000 acre wetland on the other. It seems most of my good friends own tracts of land they often refer to as ‘My little place”, most of which I have the pleasure of spending time on hunting and fishing on. These ‘little places’ are tracts of land ranging from 45 acres up to over a thousand. Not exactly little in my estimation. Now I live on a bit less than 4 acres and thanks to a thick strip of woods along the property line and the ability of wild hogs to smell pears from a great distance, I too now have “My little place” on which to hunt, well sort of! Let me explain.
