fratri
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With some free time, I headed out this afternoon and arrived at the farm just after 2:00 p.m. I spoke with the landowner, exchanging pleasantries for about 15 minutes, then headed off to the back of the property.
I got set up just after 2:30 and started off with a quiet dying-rabbit sound. I looked around and, out of nowhere, this coyote came racing straight for the call. She startled me—I had just turned the caller on. As much as I tried, she did not stop at my wolf sounds. She slowed down just enough for me to take the shot. She died next to the caller, about 45 yards out. I looked at my caller and the sound had only been playing for 46 seconds—that was fast
I shut down the caller and waited about five minutes before starting it up again. This time, two coyotes came in. One stayed back a bit, but the other started coming in. It must have seen me move because it turned back, so I let a shot off and missed at about 70 yards
Its partner stayed by the treeline long enough to allow me to put the crosshairs on him and pull the trigger. Down he goes—roughly a 165-yard shot.
I started playing pup distress, and after about a minute, the coyote I missed started barking at me. It came to the edge of the bush line but would not come into the field. After about five minutes, I saw it in an opening, so I tried a 200-yard shot but missed
A very good afternoon. Packed up and went home
I got set up just after 2:30 and started off with a quiet dying-rabbit sound. I looked around and, out of nowhere, this coyote came racing straight for the call. She startled me—I had just turned the caller on. As much as I tried, she did not stop at my wolf sounds. She slowed down just enough for me to take the shot. She died next to the caller, about 45 yards out. I looked at my caller and the sound had only been playing for 46 seconds—that was fast
I shut down the caller and waited about five minutes before starting it up again. This time, two coyotes came in. One stayed back a bit, but the other started coming in. It must have seen me move because it turned back, so I let a shot off and missed at about 70 yards
Its partner stayed by the treeline long enough to allow me to put the crosshairs on him and pull the trigger. Down he goes—roughly a 165-yard shot.
I started playing pup distress, and after about a minute, the coyote I missed started barking at me. It came to the edge of the bush line but would not come into the field. After about five minutes, I saw it in an opening, so I tried a 200-yard shot but missed
A very good afternoon. Packed up and went home
