TheChad23
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So it all started in October when our local hunting education classes were starting. I've been wanting to get my hunting license for awhile but I finally got it. I'm 19 and felt kind of weird in a class of little kids but I really wanted to try hunting this year. This is my first year hunting so I thought I try some coyote hunting since it was cheaper then getting a deer tag. So I took the class and passed pretty easy.
I first took the small amount of money I had since I'm a college student and bought me a camouflage shirt, face cover, and Johnny Stewart Electronic call. I then bought my small game license and argued when my girlfriend to try and find a day to go out. So finally me and my brother, he is older and has hunted a lot. We head out to our local public hunting/fishing area, near Othello, Washington. Since my brother has been out before he new where to take me. We walked about a half a mile and set out on a small cliff that has a large open area. We stayed there for about 15 min. but no luck. So we moved on to a next stand about 200 yards further down. We set up on another smaller cliff that had other cliffs around that looked like sound could bounce off them. After about ten minutes of calling, I spotted a coyote pop out of now where. The coyote was moving in pretty fast but stopped after he spotted me shifting around since I wasn't in a comfortable position. At this time we only my dads old .22 so I was only going to take a shot if it came in at 50 yds. The coyote stopped about 100 to 125 yds and my brother told me to take a shot since it stopped. I didn't want to take a shot since the gun wasn't going to shot that far but I didn't think the coyote was going to get any closer. So I take my first shot but totally miss and the coyote doesn't even move. I try to load another bullet but my hands are too shaky since I was nervous for some reason. The coyote got away so I ended it for the day. If it wasn't for the gun I think I would of had that coyote.
So we prepare better next time and take the only other gun we have out, my brothers .270. I know it's a large gun for hunting coyotes but we don't have any money but once I get a job I think I'll be purchasing a .243. So we head out, same spot, a little sooner then before. We are set up for about 7 minutes before I spot a coyote running quickly from my left. My brother saw the coyote before me and tried letting me know by throwing the call's remote at me but I didn't want to move since I made that mistake the first time. The coyote got about 40 yds away and stops. So I adjust myself towards the coyote and expect it to run away since it looks like it is going to make run away from us. But unexpectedly it starts running towards us so I make a quick reaction and BAM, take a shot and down goes the coyote. My brother got really excited and so did I since it was my first coyote. We waited for about 5 minutes then made our way towards the coyote.
It was a pretty good sized coyote, female. I know that a .270 was probably too big especially at that range but know we take our shotgun with us for those kind of shots.
My brother thinks it is the coyote that I missed the first time we went out but I think it was much small then the first one. There wasn't too big of an exit wound and not too much blood. We didn't get to take this one home to skin it but I think my next one I will.
I can now call myself addicted and a new predator hunter. I plan to go out a few more times before school starts up again. In the future I plan to try learning how to use hand calls and also learn how to skin and make pelts. I have a lot more to learn and this website already has taught me so much. I hope to post more on this website and hopefully share more stories in the future.
I first took the small amount of money I had since I'm a college student and bought me a camouflage shirt, face cover, and Johnny Stewart Electronic call. I then bought my small game license and argued when my girlfriend to try and find a day to go out. So finally me and my brother, he is older and has hunted a lot. We head out to our local public hunting/fishing area, near Othello, Washington. Since my brother has been out before he new where to take me. We walked about a half a mile and set out on a small cliff that has a large open area. We stayed there for about 15 min. but no luck. So we moved on to a next stand about 200 yards further down. We set up on another smaller cliff that had other cliffs around that looked like sound could bounce off them. After about ten minutes of calling, I spotted a coyote pop out of now where. The coyote was moving in pretty fast but stopped after he spotted me shifting around since I wasn't in a comfortable position. At this time we only my dads old .22 so I was only going to take a shot if it came in at 50 yds. The coyote stopped about 100 to 125 yds and my brother told me to take a shot since it stopped. I didn't want to take a shot since the gun wasn't going to shot that far but I didn't think the coyote was going to get any closer. So I take my first shot but totally miss and the coyote doesn't even move. I try to load another bullet but my hands are too shaky since I was nervous for some reason. The coyote got away so I ended it for the day. If it wasn't for the gun I think I would of had that coyote.
So we prepare better next time and take the only other gun we have out, my brothers .270. I know it's a large gun for hunting coyotes but we don't have any money but once I get a job I think I'll be purchasing a .243. So we head out, same spot, a little sooner then before. We are set up for about 7 minutes before I spot a coyote running quickly from my left. My brother saw the coyote before me and tried letting me know by throwing the call's remote at me but I didn't want to move since I made that mistake the first time. The coyote got about 40 yds away and stops. So I adjust myself towards the coyote and expect it to run away since it looks like it is going to make run away from us. But unexpectedly it starts running towards us so I make a quick reaction and BAM, take a shot and down goes the coyote. My brother got really excited and so did I since it was my first coyote. We waited for about 5 minutes then made our way towards the coyote.
It was a pretty good sized coyote, female. I know that a .270 was probably too big especially at that range but know we take our shotgun with us for those kind of shots.
My brother thinks it is the coyote that I missed the first time we went out but I think it was much small then the first one. There wasn't too big of an exit wound and not too much blood. We didn't get to take this one home to skin it but I think my next one I will.
I can now call myself addicted and a new predator hunter. I plan to go out a few more times before school starts up again. In the future I plan to try learning how to use hand calls and also learn how to skin and make pelts. I have a lot more to learn and this website already has taught me so much. I hope to post more on this website and hopefully share more stories in the future.
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