I’ve been hunting hogs for 40-something years and have killed them with just about every caliber for hog hunting and every weapon except a spear. I have pursued them from the oak savannah of central ...

Where I come from, the cool November air makes a hog antsy. They quit eating. They stalk the pen like a prisoner, pacing, snorting, searching for a sniff of freedom. A hog can sense what’s coming.

After decades raising hogs in Iowa, they wanted a way out of factory farming. Their solution was a return to nature, and a lot of mushrooms. By Cara Buckley Cara Buckley visited the Faaborg farm ...