A few,many,lots of years ago a deer hunting buddy showed me his cure for boredom while on deer stand.
I just had to "has me one of dees."
I picked up a Lohman and stuck it in the pocket of my hunting coat. One day while on stand, fishing around in the pocket feeling for something to eat I pulled out the call.
It didn't look like food so what the heck. After hacking and spitting out a mouth full of pocket lint I figured it was better to blow on the darn thing, than suck through it.
Well I quacked, farted, screeched and screemed for about an hour and low and behold a little white weasel stuck his head out of a brush pile about 2 feet from my leg. Scared the water out of both of us.
Since then I've called in, weasels, mink, fishercats, skunks, owls, hawks, ravens, a bear and 2 wild eyed, frothing at the mouth deer hunters.
But not 1 darn coyote.
This last January while out scouting my bird haunts a fat doe crossed the road in front of me followed closely by a coyote.
At this point the wife says I became totally unhinged, and more than slightly deranged, not to mention obsessed.
I had to get me one of them coyotes. On comes old one eye and there is JH's Coyote Gods home page. My saviour. Now I have the egde on Old Wily, right?
Well the first thing is to up grade the coyote exterminator equipment. Week by week.
New snow shoes ( 5 feet of snow)
22 inch .223 barrell for the T/C,stock and forearm with Gold Ring 2x7.
JS Caller with remote.
Tapes to many to count.
Marlin S/S .22 mag with 3x9 quiter for night.
Night Blaster 200 yd w/red lens so I can see in the dark.
Still no "COYOTES".
Finally
Trip to Arizona in December, cuz JH, Bruce, AZ Will and some others say theres more coyotes in Arizona than thorns on a cactus, and for us no talant Yankees to come out west and see how its done.
I think I'm in the Predator hunters, Varmit hunters evoulationary cycle but I can't figure out just where.
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