I have heard a lot of hunters lament the presence of feral hogs on their property. I for one have seen their destruction first hand. There is no arguing that they can really tear up a piece of ground. I have seen woods that look like a sub-soiler from a Caterpillar bull dozier has been through when a sounder of hogs fed through a bottom land.
But I would argue that for all of their destruction, the extra hunting opportunities at least somewhat help to hinder their destruction. I must readily admit that I really LOVE killing pigs! Hunting feral hogs is one of the more addictive things I have done in the outdoors. And when asked why I enjoy hunting them and killing them I really don't have a good answer. They are a challenge - not to the level of a trophy buck - but a challenge nonetheless. They make a fine trophy and excellent table fare. So for my money, hunting feral hogs is a great outlet for any outdoors person.
In South Carolina, where I live we are able to hunt them year around with no limits on private ground and with no weapon restrictions. This allows me to scratch the hunting itch in March, May, June and July or whenever the notion arises. I really enjoy spending early morning hours on stand in March. The cool mornings allow for a tolerable hunt with a good bit of excitement and also helps me to locate gobbling toms for the April opening of our spring turkey season. Making mental notes of roost locations, and numbers of gobbling toms helps. But when I hear the pigs coming, all planning for turkey season goes out the window. Settling the crosshairs on the shoulder of a big boar and feeling the success of a beautiful morning, brings to mind why I enjoy these Times Well Spent.