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Hog day
Dec 6, 2015 16:00:59 GMT -7
Post by Bullshop on Dec 6, 2015 16:00:59 GMT -7
We raise a hog for butcher each year because with all our Jr. members we generate lots of table scrap that keeps a hog quite happy. Today was the day for this years hog to make the transition from hog to pork. I don't know who it was recently that suggested 12.7 Red Dot for a 30/06 load but I went with that under a 220gn Don Egan design bullet and was plenty satisfied. Not much more than a pop for noise but went through a 300 pound cut bores head slick as a whistle. My thanks to whom ever it was that offered up that load. Now I will have to try it at a little more that 15 feet and see if I can hit something smaller than a hogs head.
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Hog day
Dec 6, 2015 20:28:56 GMT -7
Post by Junior on Dec 6, 2015 20:28:56 GMT -7
Been awhile since I've had fresh scrap raised pork.
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Hog day
Dec 7, 2015 18:48:55 GMT -7
Post by scootershooter on Dec 7, 2015 18:48:55 GMT -7
Pork, the other white meat! I grew up on a hog farm in Eastern Montana, 700 yorkshires that needed tending to every day(plus the milk cows, chickens, geese, ducks and turkeys), oh how I remember the good times. We butchered many hogs to feed a family of 8, 6 kids and mom and dad, outdoor smoke house on it's own slab with remote firebox, walk in meat cooler, power meat saw, grinder, and sausage stuffer, damn making me hungry! I never shot a hog, or saw one shot on the farm for butchering (the beef was always shot in the head usually with 30-30 or 22 mag). The hog would be picked out, lead out through the barn door with a rope, log chain half hitched on one hind leg and other end already hooked on farmhand(G John Deere-poppin' Johnny) would hoist him up and drive him to butcher site. Then he would be washed with hose and a long handle brush, then a clean galvenized milk bucket was set under him and a sticking knife was ran up the bottom of the throat and into arteries from the heart.A few squeals and a minute later he was bled out and ready to gut(got the bucket of blood to slowly stir a pound of Mortons salt into- then set in corner of meat cooler for blood sausage later)take the pancreas/sweetbreads, liver and heart. Take the plumbers torch and singe the bristles off him, give him a good squirt with the hose, tie the loose leg to the farmhand, split him down the spine and off to the cooler. Now I'm getting hungry!:-)
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Hog day
Dec 7, 2015 19:28:05 GMT -7
Post by Bullshop on Dec 7, 2015 19:28:05 GMT -7
Oh sure now you tell me. Where were you when we needed all that experienced help. This one did get hoisted up with the John Deere but then skinned.
That's the only way I know how to do. He will now be butchered same as I do deer and elk. Maybe not the right way but I assure you by this time next year the 4 deer, 1 elk, and this hog will have been eaten and in need of renewal. We still have 8 kids at home and they can all pack away the groceries, especially teen age boys.
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Hog day
Dec 7, 2015 21:24:11 GMT -7
Post by scootershooter on Dec 7, 2015 21:24:11 GMT -7
There were 13 children in my mothers family, I can only imagine the food consumed! I have butchered hogs long after leaving the farm and they were all dispatched with a 22 behind the ear, then gutted and tended to like a deer. I still love pork, breakfast isn't breakfast without ham,bacon or sausage. ;-)
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urny
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Post by urny on Dec 8, 2015 7:06:37 GMT -7
Not only do I like pork, I like pigs. When herself and I wind up at her family ranch in E Colorado, I take over the pigs for the duration. They are fed on table scraps, left over milk and cream from the cow, a bit of cob from the silo when needed, and all the pig weed I can pull in the time allotted. Make sure the wallow and water trough are at proper levels, and talk a bit to them. The talking and standing quietly for a piece keeps them more people friendly, much like bees.
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Hog day
Dec 8, 2015 22:07:10 GMT -7
Post by cz93x62 on Dec 8, 2015 22:07:10 GMT -7
Breakfast isn't quite right without some form of pork on the plate. It is tough to choose a favorite among ham--bacon--or sausage.
Sis-in-law spent last week pet-sitting a friend's pot-bellied pig during the friend's holiday trip. Our daughters went to see the critter, and came home regaling us with stories about how cute and affectionate the pig was. I thought the pig would be history, given sis-in-law's husband being from Texas and very fond of barbecue......but Tom declared a truce for the duration and Miss Prissy (the pig's name--I jest you not) survived in good order. I remarked that it seemed unnatural to NAME a critter better suited as table fare and raise it like a lap dog. This produced groans and protests from the girls, hurt looks and sad eyes. "I can never eat sausage again!" from Marie's older daughter........"Works for me, more for me" I answered. "PHILISTINE!" was the response. I relented, and allowed that maybe we should get a pet pig of our own to love and raise. We'll name it "Roger Bacon".
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Post by Junior on Dec 9, 2015 6:47:23 GMT -7
My wife went on a kick for awhile with her sister wanting to get one of those mini pigs, and I told her the only way I would have a pig is I'd I could actually get enough bacon off of it for a BLT. Amanda left it at that, but the sister pretty much hates me to this day (she is vegan) because I would even consider raising a animal to eat.
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Post by Bullshop on Dec 9, 2015 8:17:39 GMT -7
having animals has always been part of our children's growing up --- we had the 4 boys, who never seemed to have a problem with it... then we had a girl - she would put chickens in the back of a Tonka truck and push them around ALL day --- she was about 2 when we butchered some chickens... and that night at dinner she said *oh that one was my favorite (like she could tell when it was cooked!) but i tried to think of the right words to tell her, when she then said *so, i get the first bite* ---- never had any problems!!
BS Mom
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Post by Bullshop on Dec 9, 2015 8:22:58 GMT -7
""PHILISTINE!"
OH that is too funny!
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Hog day
Dec 9, 2015 15:34:41 GMT -7
Post by cz93x62 on Dec 9, 2015 15:34:41 GMT -7
""PHILISTINE!" OH that is too funny! Yeah, the NERVE of that girl.......no beard, got a haircut, & everything. |
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Hog day
Dec 9, 2015 16:12:53 GMT -7
Post by Bullshop on Dec 9, 2015 16:12:53 GMT -7
Hog is done. Just in time too. I no sooner got my tools put away and a nasty blizzard blew in. Looking out the window all I see is white moving sideways. All cut and wrapped and in the freezer accept for the hocks and bacon that are in a salt brine for a week or so then into the smoker.
Freezer is about full with 4 deer, one elk , and a hog. This is about a years supply for our current family size.
Hope to soon top it off with some cottontail rabbits when my hornet arrives.
Tracking said it was in Billings this am but then went to Spokane Wash. Gotta love that new more efficient mail delivery system.
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Hog day
Dec 9, 2015 16:48:28 GMT -7
Post by Junior on Dec 9, 2015 16:48:28 GMT -7
Heck. It was 60 degrees out today here. I was out working in a T shirt and smacking mosquitos
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Hog day
Dec 10, 2015 17:33:59 GMT -7
Post by Bullshop on Dec 10, 2015 17:33:59 GMT -7
If you look real close you will see that those mosquitos have fur. Those furred Saco mosquitos come out even in the cold. If you have one of those propane mosquito catchers you can gather a bunch together salt them and roast them and they are very tasty.
Waste not want not!
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Hog day
Dec 10, 2015 18:52:42 GMT -7
Post by 1oldgentagain on Dec 10, 2015 18:52:42 GMT -7
I'm thinking that the mosquitos present around Saco right now have migrated south from the Athabasca river country,where every time I was within a furlong of the river,I could kill a peck or more with any good scattergun... 1oldgentagain
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Hog day
Dec 15, 2015 10:34:22 GMT -7
Post by Bullshop on Dec 15, 2015 10:34:22 GMT -7
Bill you remind me of my timber felling days in Alaska. At the start of each day in summer I would coat the outside of my hard hat with bar oil and by the end of the day it was a fuzzy carpet of mosquito and whitesock carcasses. I doubt I got bit any less because of it but the revenge factor seemed to make me feel better about it.
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