Calling has been tough, if I can see over 50 yards I haven't called a coyote in a couple weeks. Get in the thick stuff and it is easier, one day 4 for 6 stands but getting a shot is a lot tougher.
Today I headed out late, coffee with my wife in the morning is nice.. I hit an area I called eight years ago. The first stand was was a long hike for naught.
I headed further back in for the second stand that I killed a coyote on eight years ago. We had a nice west to east wind and I walked about a hundred yards north of the road and set up, sun at my back, sitting in the shade of the of a mesquite bush and a cross wind. I ran my favorite bird sound and nothing.
Stand was about 100 yards on the other side of the bike.
On the way back to the bike I kept looking at the south side of the road and knowing I would be only a couple hundred yards from the last stand, sitting out in the open facing the sun. It just called to me "Go over there and call". Late in the season, a lot of callers out, and a contest just a couple weeks ago. I threw caution to the wind and ran a jackrabbit sound hard.
The area south of the bike I walked out into, ust beyond the first row of brush.
Six minutes into the stand in he comes like an October coyote never even checking up but straight to the caller. The old 22-204 strikes again, built this in 2005 and mounted the Sightron II 1.5-6x40mm on it and haven't changed a thing in 16 years, it is a great calling rig.
Success
Fun day on the desert.
Today I headed out late, coffee with my wife in the morning is nice.. I hit an area I called eight years ago. The first stand was was a long hike for naught.
I headed further back in for the second stand that I killed a coyote on eight years ago. We had a nice west to east wind and I walked about a hundred yards north of the road and set up, sun at my back, sitting in the shade of the of a mesquite bush and a cross wind. I ran my favorite bird sound and nothing.
Stand was about 100 yards on the other side of the bike.
On the way back to the bike I kept looking at the south side of the road and knowing I would be only a couple hundred yards from the last stand, sitting out in the open facing the sun. It just called to me "Go over there and call". Late in the season, a lot of callers out, and a contest just a couple weeks ago. I threw caution to the wind and ran a jackrabbit sound hard.
The area south of the bike I walked out into, ust beyond the first row of brush.
Six minutes into the stand in he comes like an October coyote never even checking up but straight to the caller. The old 22-204 strikes again, built this in 2005 and mounted the Sightron II 1.5-6x40mm on it and haven't changed a thing in 16 years, it is a great calling rig.
Success
Fun day on the desert.