Originally Posted By: dog1whckrWell,,, Had a day where I started with coyote hunting/video shoot. On the side of a small ravine making noise facing west. Twenty minutes into a hunt that truly becomes a debacle I see straight across from me on the other side of this ravine a pup coyote, sitting down, and assessing that green camo(me). Being the truly professional that I am? I only have 3 rounds in my 22-250 and no spares with me. I mean, who needs all that ammo - right? Since he is sitting(must have been there a while) I have an easy, 130 yard chip shot. POW, down goes the coyote flopping and carrying on, second round? missed! Third round, got him again! Nope he keeps flopping and ammo shy. Camera's been running the whole time. Get up and go over to the coyote, find a 40 pound rock and end his misery; all on camera.
On the way home I see a fox sitting in a neighbors field, and, ironically, there is ONE shell laying in my ash tray. So, here we go again! Put the cross hairs on his front shoulders, POW, flop; looks like a good shot, no movement. Go over to where it lays, go to pick him up, and bip, he almost gets my hand. Now the fun starts. Both shoulders are broke. He gets up on his back legs and makes like a kangaroo for 100 yards. Me, with no shells find a 20 or so pound rock and after him I go. We did a lot of figure eights until I finally wore him out. You guessed it. Second kill of the day with a ROCK. Dang I have to much fun!! Oh yeah, I now carry 10 rounds because you never know, I may call in a whole pack of them predators!