AWS
Custom Accessory Maker & Retired PM Staff
As I get older I've gotten a little lazier and life catches up sometimes. This morning I got up with every intention of getting out early. But I got sidetracked, repaired a yarn spinner for my wife, decided to have breakfast with her, put a different scope on the bolt-action AR and by then it was almost lunchtime. No sense missing lunch. So I left the house just after lunch and headed to the range to sight the new scope in. By the time I packed up at the range and fueled the truck it was 3 pm.
First stand was a blank, I was hunting large mesquite flats and drove a couple miles down the road for stand two. I walked in a.100 yards or so and set up in the open with a mesquite bunch for backing and placed the caller about 30 yards in front of me.
About 5 minutes into the stand a small grey fox comes quick walking down the trail I walked in on. He gets about 6 feet in front of me stops and looks directly at me. He's got this quizzical look on his face like he's thinking "That big lump has never been there before" he stood there for a bit and started back down the trail about another few feet and looked back, kind of like he was reassuring himself that he wasn't imagining that big lump. Satisfied that I wasn't dangerous he walked on to the caller and gave it a sniff and walked off totally unconcerned. I couldn't shoot him, just watching him.was worth far more than bagging him.
You wonder if he thinks he was having a weird day with strange lumps on the desert and plastic rabbits dying but inedible.
No coyote but a memorable hunt.
Grey fox a not very common here on the flat desert. I've called them in the mountains but this one was the first in the desert.
The type of cover I was hunting.
First stand was a blank, I was hunting large mesquite flats and drove a couple miles down the road for stand two. I walked in a.100 yards or so and set up in the open with a mesquite bunch for backing and placed the caller about 30 yards in front of me.
About 5 minutes into the stand a small grey fox comes quick walking down the trail I walked in on. He gets about 6 feet in front of me stops and looks directly at me. He's got this quizzical look on his face like he's thinking "That big lump has never been there before" he stood there for a bit and started back down the trail about another few feet and looked back, kind of like he was reassuring himself that he wasn't imagining that big lump. Satisfied that I wasn't dangerous he walked on to the caller and gave it a sniff and walked off totally unconcerned. I couldn't shoot him, just watching him.was worth far more than bagging him.
You wonder if he thinks he was having a weird day with strange lumps on the desert and plastic rabbits dying but inedible.
No coyote but a memorable hunt.
Grey fox a not very common here on the flat desert. I've called them in the mountains but this one was the first in the desert.
The type of cover I was hunting.
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