The month Obama was elected, my neighbor, Phillip, alerted me, per my request, that he and his family would be killing one of their hogs. Fine by him if I wanted to take some photos. I was eager to record the event, which doesn't happen all that often any more, though Phillip kills more than one hog every year, sharing the meat with members of his family who in turn help out.
The main thing to remember is that the chosen doing-the-deed day was bitterly cold, good for the meat but finger freezing cold for me and for my camera battery. That's why I only made it through the skinning and hanging parts. Maybe by November 2011 I will have warmed up enough to be able to record the next and longer part of the process.
getting ready to start
|preparing for hanging|
|cutting off the skin|