Thank you Displayed Name & Lodgepole. The times that I can hunt with my son is great fun and having some success is just icing on the cake!
Yesterday’s high winds with some serious snow flurries made for a lack of coyotes which was no surprise but we tried anyhow. We did see a lone coyote in a field that we tried to stalk. Rolling hills to hide our approach combined with a strong wind to mask our footsteps seemed to make for a perfect stalk. Looking over the field after cresting the last hill produced zero coyotes! The two of us glassed the fields in hopes of seeing something but really on a day like this, most warm blooded critters would be in their sheltered bedding areas. Figuring the coyote made the slip on us, we turned around only to see the coyote staring at us from a mere 100 yards away. Rolling hills not only hide us but hides coyotes too
The coyote wasted no time getting to safety on the other side of the hill before we could even get set up. Before venturing back to the truck we check to see what might be on the other side of a treed fence line. What we see is a coyote on the run which most likely was the same one.
It felt much better out this morning as we walked from the truck to our first selected calling spot. Even though the mercury had dropped, there was only a slight breeze drifting across the freshly blanketed snow covered fields making it bearable to be out and about.
Never called at the first set as the breeze kept switching direction on us. Back to the truck and off to check on another area. Parked the truck and after walking less than 200 yards my son spots a single coyote laying down in a hay field a quarter mile to the southeast. As we discuss a plan of attack, we hear a coyote howling close by to the northeast which confirms our plans to try call one of these in. We set up at the edge of a heavy treed windbreak and start off with some cottontail distress. Its only seconds before seeing a coyotes head peering over a ridge to the northeast which I presume was the one who had been howling. Problem is, the farm site is directly behind the coyote, so no chance for a shot. I switch to mouse squeaks and its not long before the coyote ears picks up the sound and on its way. It drops out of sight and I get the rifle ready for when it reappears. Time ticks by and no coyote, hmmmm, where did it go? I glance to my right and see my son lining up on a coyote to the southeast. Its just standing there looking the direction where I thought the other coyote should be. My thought is that these two coyotes are having a stare down. The crack of the 6BR drops the coyote to the southeast but also sends the one closest to me on the run across the field. The one I had coming in would have been less than 200 yards but just hid from my view.
Thumbs-up are exchanged and I ask how far? 220 yards my son says and goes onto say he wasn’t sure why the coyote hung up. It was coming in great, then hits the brakes. My hunting partner did not realize there was a second coyote.
I head back to get the truck and Jr. wanders off to collect the coyote and drag it to the road.
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From there I turn the wheels towards a certain slough bottom that I wanted to call all season but had yet to make it. A half mile walk from the truck has us set up with round bales as a backrest and a good view of the slough bottom. Start off with a couple howls and wait a few minutes before flooding the area with some distress calls. Still nothing, so back to the howler and this time some challenge howls that are shortly followed with yelps. That was the ticket I guess as I hear a faint whistle from my hunting partner. He points south and motions there is three.
The three are coming along the edge of the slough but then stop, it takes a couple more yelps to get them on the move again. They cut west and then follow a small bush patch towards us. I range the bush at 251 yards and its not long before one of the coyote lopes into the field heading northwest to cut our scent. I lose sight of this coyote behind a round bale but a second coyote comes out of the bush and stops after my son vocal howls it to a stop. New (to me) rifle and scope on its maiden coyote hunt gets settled on this stationary coyote and I drop it with 64 gr Berger. The other two coyotes rocket back the way they came and no other shots fired. More thumbs-ups exchanged and I get asked how far. I range it and reply with a laugh, 220 yards. Funny how this mornings two coyotes were shot at the exact same distances.
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My skinner is shutting it down after this weekend but my sons skinner said he would go one more weekend. The last receiving date for the May sale is March 21, so he said he could squeeze one more weekend in. That is good news for us and we will be hunting my sons area next weekend . And that will be a wrap for this season.