Yotarunner
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With 10 great photos already attached, I can't attach the "Nominated for HOM" gif, so I'll just use text. This post is NOMINATED FOR HUNTER OF THE MONTH.
Well last weekend the Mrs went to see her sister and gave me multiple days to spend every non working hour out in the field.
I got a few coyotes but between the gloomy windy weather and my hair brained scheme to learn solo filming hunts at the same time it was a bit of a slog.
Onto today.
With the girls off to cheer on a friend's dance recital my afternoon was clear to continue trying to thin out ours and friends calving pastures.
First stand had me between ours and the neighbors. I had made 5 stands within 2 miles of here in the last few days with minimal luck despite the sign.
Looking over broken rolling hills I cranked the FoxPro way up to fight the brisk southern wind.
Howls and distress echoed through the valley with no luck.
Pup screams cut through the air and movement was seen coming around the left hill.
The lone coyote followed a cow path from left to right and finally stopped for a look at 117 yards where the 220 swift dropped the small male like a sack of hammers.
From here I moved over to a friend's place where they had quite the coyote issue " il give you $25 each for every one of those (insert long streak of profanities) coyotes!"
This next stand had me sitting on a steep hillside looking up a long deep valley choked with bush and scattered grass hillsides
Nutty nuthatch echoed up the valley and soon a grey speck rolled around the hill and dove into the bushes. I caught just enough moment to determine a line of travel that would put it right at the FoxPro.
Despite being in shotgun range I elected to use the rifle in an attempt to try out my new scope camera.
As predicted a coyotes head appeared behind the FoxPro. Upon seeing the tottering bird was in fact a green box the coyote got suspicious and began to circle. I barked and yelled but finally shot the coyote at 31yards moving as it approached my boot tracks.
Pictured here is the exit of a 50 gr vmax at 3800fps shot from a steep angle.
I switched to TT den raid and scanned the hills. Soon another coyote was bounding across the side hill. I lost it behind a bush and couldn't see it's location. As I frantically scanned for the missing dog a third showed up and began running the bush line. Afraid it would keep going past my line of sight I positioned the rifle to take the 200 yard shot. Just as my cheek hit the stock I caught movement and there was the second coyote down below me not 30 yards away.
Rapidly switching position I woofed and with a WHOPP the 50 gr vmax tipped the coyote over and down into the ravine. Running the bolt I leaned back against the hillside as I searched for the third. Spotting it my eyes burned with the bright sun directly behind the confused coyote. I brought my hand up to shield my scope from the glaring rays and another ker-WHOPP echoed across the valley.
The female was old and scarred and the male was massive. The ranchers house was only 500 yards down the valley so he was quite pleased to have these gone.
The last stand brought me to the next valley over. With a large Hawthorne bush behind me and another bush ahead to hide the call I was hopeful for another close range encounter.
Howls on both handcalls and FoxPro produced nothing but not long into pup distress 3 I spied a white apparition way off in the distance.
A look though the scope revealed a lone coyote sitting and watching.
Giving him time to makeup his mind my peripherals caught movement and I swore to myself as I realized my error in setting up like this.
Off my right shoulder stood at coyote 75 yards tilting his head at the FoxPro.
I was pretty screwed. Short of charging straight in the coyote would be able to get my wind in no time and I couldn't move the rifle for fear of it seeing the movement. As it turned to leave I whirled but it was no use. The coyote saw the move and zipped back into the bush never to be seen again.
With my focus back on the first coyote I switched through sounds trying to get it to budge but no luck. When it finally just layed down I decided to try the shot from here.
Rangefinder had him at exactly 501 yards iv taken that shot at the range with this gun lots of times but not anytime recently. I took my time getting settled and held the 500 yard hashmark and the 220 swift barked. The little 50 gr vmax soared and planted itself into the chest of the coyote which planted his nose into the dirt did a little spin and lay down dead as a post.
I won't lie I was shocked! But ecstatic all the same! Rifle is pointed at where the coyote lay against the treeline.
Well last weekend the Mrs went to see her sister and gave me multiple days to spend every non working hour out in the field.
I got a few coyotes but between the gloomy windy weather and my hair brained scheme to learn solo filming hunts at the same time it was a bit of a slog.
Onto today.
With the girls off to cheer on a friend's dance recital my afternoon was clear to continue trying to thin out ours and friends calving pastures.
First stand had me between ours and the neighbors. I had made 5 stands within 2 miles of here in the last few days with minimal luck despite the sign.
Looking over broken rolling hills I cranked the FoxPro way up to fight the brisk southern wind.
Howls and distress echoed through the valley with no luck.
Pup screams cut through the air and movement was seen coming around the left hill.
The lone coyote followed a cow path from left to right and finally stopped for a look at 117 yards where the 220 swift dropped the small male like a sack of hammers.
From here I moved over to a friend's place where they had quite the coyote issue " il give you $25 each for every one of those (insert long streak of profanities) coyotes!"
This next stand had me sitting on a steep hillside looking up a long deep valley choked with bush and scattered grass hillsides
Nutty nuthatch echoed up the valley and soon a grey speck rolled around the hill and dove into the bushes. I caught just enough moment to determine a line of travel that would put it right at the FoxPro.
Despite being in shotgun range I elected to use the rifle in an attempt to try out my new scope camera.
As predicted a coyotes head appeared behind the FoxPro. Upon seeing the tottering bird was in fact a green box the coyote got suspicious and began to circle. I barked and yelled but finally shot the coyote at 31yards moving as it approached my boot tracks.
Pictured here is the exit of a 50 gr vmax at 3800fps shot from a steep angle.
I switched to TT den raid and scanned the hills. Soon another coyote was bounding across the side hill. I lost it behind a bush and couldn't see it's location. As I frantically scanned for the missing dog a third showed up and began running the bush line. Afraid it would keep going past my line of sight I positioned the rifle to take the 200 yard shot. Just as my cheek hit the stock I caught movement and there was the second coyote down below me not 30 yards away.
Rapidly switching position I woofed and with a WHOPP the 50 gr vmax tipped the coyote over and down into the ravine. Running the bolt I leaned back against the hillside as I searched for the third. Spotting it my eyes burned with the bright sun directly behind the confused coyote. I brought my hand up to shield my scope from the glaring rays and another ker-WHOPP echoed across the valley.
The female was old and scarred and the male was massive. The ranchers house was only 500 yards down the valley so he was quite pleased to have these gone.
The last stand brought me to the next valley over. With a large Hawthorne bush behind me and another bush ahead to hide the call I was hopeful for another close range encounter.
Howls on both handcalls and FoxPro produced nothing but not long into pup distress 3 I spied a white apparition way off in the distance.
A look though the scope revealed a lone coyote sitting and watching.
Giving him time to makeup his mind my peripherals caught movement and I swore to myself as I realized my error in setting up like this.
Off my right shoulder stood at coyote 75 yards tilting his head at the FoxPro.
I was pretty screwed. Short of charging straight in the coyote would be able to get my wind in no time and I couldn't move the rifle for fear of it seeing the movement. As it turned to leave I whirled but it was no use. The coyote saw the move and zipped back into the bush never to be seen again.
With my focus back on the first coyote I switched through sounds trying to get it to budge but no luck. When it finally just layed down I decided to try the shot from here.
Rangefinder had him at exactly 501 yards iv taken that shot at the range with this gun lots of times but not anytime recently. I took my time getting settled and held the 500 yard hashmark and the 220 swift barked. The little 50 gr vmax soared and planted itself into the chest of the coyote which planted his nose into the dirt did a little spin and lay down dead as a post.
I won't lie I was shocked! But ecstatic all the same! Rifle is pointed at where the coyote lay against the treeline.
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Just fooling. That’s a great poke! Congrats on some beauty sets.
my shooting has been abysmal this year.