Cory I didn't weigh him but I believe he was 250 anyway. Didn't think he was that big when I shot him, maybe 150, but when I walked up to him, I was like, oh boy, the work is about to begin. The woods where I was hunting are the nastiest, thickest, wettest, thorniest mess you can imagine. In other words, hog heaven. It's public land and anybody could hunt it but no one around here is dumb enough except me. They drive around the edges but I've never seen another soul in the woods there. Shot a buck in the same place last week.