bushpilotmexico
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The weekend weather was nothing but rain so I decided to work on some callers. Thanks to Tony Tebbe, when I was hunting with him in New Mexico a couple of years ago, he showed me how to cut out the mylar reeds. I friend's dog had dragged a cow horn home from a neighbors and chewed out the skull side trying to get at the sweet meat inside. Once they tired of it, he said it had laid on the front lawn for a couple of weeks, I picked it up determined to try and make a howler.
This is the result and you know what? Thank's to Tony the sound ain't all that bad.
I also finished up a couple of other calls, fighting like crazy with the shape of the tone boards and re-cutting the reeds until I got a reasonable sound.
Now, I thought to myself, Let's try and call in a yote using my own calls for the ultimate rush.
The weather forecast for this morning was so so but I got up at 4:15 am, booted up the computer and checked out the local weather. Wind was out of the north at around 5 to 10 mph so with only clouds and no rain I decided to give my sage brush stand another try.
I was settled in at 5:35 am and just waited for light enough to see wiley and shoot if necessary.
At 6:10 (we lose 3 minutes of light daily) I let loose with my sambar stag deer horn caller and kept up an almost continuous wail.
Twenty minutes into the calling I saw the coyote way out in front of me just staring at me. I teased and coaxed for at least 2 to 3 minutes more but he stayed rock solid and just didn't move.
I estimated the distance at around 200 yards so I click on 1 MoA of elevation on the Nikon Buckmaster, steadied my rifle on my mono pod, centered the cross hairs and squeezed off the shot. I heard the 75 grain V-max hit and he went down.
I was going to try a Ki-Yi when I saw him up and moving downhill, then I lost him again in the sage brush.
Packed up and went to look for him, I found where I hit him, big blood patch and a hunk of hair, followed the blood trail and found him about 15 yards away from where I initially dropped him. One smart yote, looked like a mature maybe 3 year old male well fleshed and heavy. The interesting thing when I went to take my souvenir tail was that he didn't have any!
I took it anyway and when I skinned it out at home it produced a miniature tail bone. I was kind of thinking that if it had been some how bit or torn off previously there would have been a large stub of bone? Don't think he was born that way, unless he lost it as a pup?
I ranged it afterwards at 235 yards.
I've got my blue glove on!
Here is his tail:
This is a photo of my calls:
This is the result and you know what? Thank's to Tony the sound ain't all that bad.
I also finished up a couple of other calls, fighting like crazy with the shape of the tone boards and re-cutting the reeds until I got a reasonable sound.
Now, I thought to myself, Let's try and call in a yote using my own calls for the ultimate rush.
The weather forecast for this morning was so so but I got up at 4:15 am, booted up the computer and checked out the local weather. Wind was out of the north at around 5 to 10 mph so with only clouds and no rain I decided to give my sage brush stand another try.
I was settled in at 5:35 am and just waited for light enough to see wiley and shoot if necessary.
At 6:10 (we lose 3 minutes of light daily) I let loose with my sambar stag deer horn caller and kept up an almost continuous wail.
Twenty minutes into the calling I saw the coyote way out in front of me just staring at me. I teased and coaxed for at least 2 to 3 minutes more but he stayed rock solid and just didn't move.
I estimated the distance at around 200 yards so I click on 1 MoA of elevation on the Nikon Buckmaster, steadied my rifle on my mono pod, centered the cross hairs and squeezed off the shot. I heard the 75 grain V-max hit and he went down.
I was going to try a Ki-Yi when I saw him up and moving downhill, then I lost him again in the sage brush.
Packed up and went to look for him, I found where I hit him, big blood patch and a hunk of hair, followed the blood trail and found him about 15 yards away from where I initially dropped him. One smart yote, looked like a mature maybe 3 year old male well fleshed and heavy. The interesting thing when I went to take my souvenir tail was that he didn't have any!
I took it anyway and when I skinned it out at home it produced a miniature tail bone. I was kind of thinking that if it had been some how bit or torn off previously there would have been a large stub of bone? Don't think he was born that way, unless he lost it as a pup?
I ranged it afterwards at 235 yards.
I've got my blue glove on!
Here is his tail:
This is a photo of my calls:
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opped # 5 using my home made calls.
