Yotarunner
Custom Call Maker
Well things have been a bit hectic as of late. Family and working at the other farm the boss owns has left me little time to pull any triggers.
This weekend though I was back at the regular feedlot.
Like I figured the yard coyotes have gotten thick in my absence and I didn't even get past the barn before having to turn back for a rifle.
The one I wanted came around a corner and saw me setting up but before putting the rifle back another appeared on a dirt mound. The 222 knocked him tumbling down with a well placed 40gr vmax.
Finally at noon the chores were done and I knew just where I was headed!
This area rarely gets an East wind and it just so happened to be the perfect wind to hunt one of my favorite spots.
The walk in was quite brisk with the breeze making the -20 (-4 Fahrenheit) really cut through the layers.
Having forgot my snow camo jacket and resorting to my work Carhartt I plunked myself in the biggest patch of frosty grass I could find in the hopes it would keep me concealed enough.
Having seen a coyote busting out as I setup my hopes were high I hadn't blown the area out by skylining myself.
I let rip with some mournful cries on one of my c5 jackrabbit calls and had barely put the call down when a grey blur appeared to my right.
With no time to spare I swung the shotgun like I was pass shooting ducks and flattened coyote #1 on the run at 18 yards
Being barely a min into the stand I picked the call back up and continued like nothing happened. The bunny blues had barely finished echoing off the hills when I caught sight of a coyote coming in at a dead run!
With a quick pivot I pulled out my phone to film a clip of it coming in as it crested the hill.
Well that coyote came in so fast he just about caught air as he came over the hill!
With no signs of slowing down I elected to just let him come.
At 20 yards he came face to face with my shotgun barrel and was turning to leave as he got a mouthful of Hornady copper plated BB
Without even having time to grasp what just happened I spied movement once again.
A glance through the scope revealed 2 more coyotes that ducked down into the hollow of the hill.
Knowing the area I knew they would be taking one of 3 cow trails so with the rifle trained on the ridge I was ready when they came over the lip. A quick "wuff" from me was followed by the "whump" of the bullet as coyote #3 was down. The 4th and final one turned to look at his buddies circling tail just in time for one more 40gr VMAX put an end to his confusion.
It was at this moment that I realized I was still filming and my bare hand had lost all feeling being exposed to the cold for so long!
This weekend though I was back at the regular feedlot.
Like I figured the yard coyotes have gotten thick in my absence and I didn't even get past the barn before having to turn back for a rifle.
The one I wanted came around a corner and saw me setting up but before putting the rifle back another appeared on a dirt mound. The 222 knocked him tumbling down with a well placed 40gr vmax.
Finally at noon the chores were done and I knew just where I was headed!
This area rarely gets an East wind and it just so happened to be the perfect wind to hunt one of my favorite spots.
The walk in was quite brisk with the breeze making the -20 (-4 Fahrenheit) really cut through the layers.
Having forgot my snow camo jacket and resorting to my work Carhartt I plunked myself in the biggest patch of frosty grass I could find in the hopes it would keep me concealed enough.
Having seen a coyote busting out as I setup my hopes were high I hadn't blown the area out by skylining myself.
I let rip with some mournful cries on one of my c5 jackrabbit calls and had barely put the call down when a grey blur appeared to my right.
With no time to spare I swung the shotgun like I was pass shooting ducks and flattened coyote #1 on the run at 18 yards
Being barely a min into the stand I picked the call back up and continued like nothing happened. The bunny blues had barely finished echoing off the hills when I caught sight of a coyote coming in at a dead run!
With a quick pivot I pulled out my phone to film a clip of it coming in as it crested the hill.
Well that coyote came in so fast he just about caught air as he came over the hill!
With no signs of slowing down I elected to just let him come.
At 20 yards he came face to face with my shotgun barrel and was turning to leave as he got a mouthful of Hornady copper plated BB
Without even having time to grasp what just happened I spied movement once again.
A glance through the scope revealed 2 more coyotes that ducked down into the hollow of the hill.
Knowing the area I knew they would be taking one of 3 cow trails so with the rifle trained on the ridge I was ready when they came over the lip. A quick "wuff" from me was followed by the "whump" of the bullet as coyote #3 was down. The 4th and final one turned to look at his buddies circling tail just in time for one more 40gr VMAX put an end to his confusion.
It was at this moment that I realized I was still filming and my bare hand had lost all feeling being exposed to the cold for so long!
