It was the biggest hog I had; I think the kids called him "Ham-ster." I sure he outweighed me; probably 170 pounds. I will spare the gruesome pictures of blood and guts; I consider these pictures to be pretty G-rated. After killing it and bringing it up to the shed, I hung it up and dumped it into the barrel of water next to it; heated up to around 160-180 degrees. Once we dipped him and let him sit for a couple minutes, the hair came of really nicely! We just scraped him with my butcher knife and/or canning jar lids; it worked better than I had imagined.
Emma on the job!
Very unprofessional picture; can't figure out how to rotate this picture once I've uploaded it on to Blogger. Anyway, you get the idea; the meat is done.
Pulling the pig! And eating a lot of it too! Hard to not pick at it when your pulling... It cooked for a total of 7 hours; should have had another hour on it, I think. It fell off the bone well enough, but could have been a little better.
It is too bad I don't have any pictures of people sitting around eating it; I think we just sort of forgot about the pictures. I had requested a very low key event, in case it turned out bad or wasn't done soon enough. I didn't want 50 hungry people sitting around mad because their food wasn't ready yet. As it turned out, everything was OK and I have a little more confidence now about it...
Afterwards, we vac-packed what we didn't give away and froze it in 1-2# packages. Sunday, we had four out of four kids with racking coughs, so we didn't go to church, and I spent ALL morning and part of the afternoon cleaning up the shed even though I thought I had it pretty well cleaned up Saturday night.