It's been a while since I told a huntin story so I figured now is as good a time as any. Yesterday evening I went out to a spot I've been wanting to call but I have to wait until the wind is right to call that particular spot and it was perfect yesterday. Until I got out there and it changed directions. I had another spot that was perfect for the wind change so I got out there as fast as I could. I got set up and had 15 minutes before sundown so I didn't waste any time.
I didn't have the best stand placement in the world but I decided to chance it. I had a ridge to my left that I couldn't see over and they could easily use it to go downwind of me. A little over 9 minutes into the stand a small coyote walks over the ridge to my left and is stares right at me. I didn't move hoping the call would get her attention long enough that I could move my rifle and get her in the scope. No such luck,she headed back up the ridge to try and get my wind. I waited until I couldn't see her as her head disappeared over the ridge. As soon as she was out of sight I jumped up and ran over the hill to cut her off before she got downwind. I saw her trotting. She must've seen movement as I topped the hill and stopped at 100 yards. I could tell she was about to take off but she stood still just a little too long. I made an offhand shot and dropped her. She layed there for about 5 seconds and made it back up on her feet somehow. I watched her in the scope as she ran another 45 yards before piling up. 55 grain softpoint to the shoulder,no exit.
I didn't have the best stand placement in the world but I decided to chance it. I had a ridge to my left that I couldn't see over and they could easily use it to go downwind of me. A little over 9 minutes into the stand a small coyote walks over the ridge to my left and is stares right at me. I didn't move hoping the call would get her attention long enough that I could move my rifle and get her in the scope. No such luck,she headed back up the ridge to try and get my wind. I waited until I couldn't see her as her head disappeared over the ridge. As soon as she was out of sight I jumped up and ran over the hill to cut her off before she got downwind. I saw her trotting. She must've seen movement as I topped the hill and stopped at 100 yards. I could tell she was about to take off but she stood still just a little too long. I made an offhand shot and dropped her. She layed there for about 5 seconds and made it back up on her feet somehow. I watched her in the scope as she ran another 45 yards before piling up. 55 grain softpoint to the shoulder,no exit.
