Ursus21
Active member
As we head out at dark-thirty Friday morning my partner Yotezapper mentions to me; "We haven't seen any deer yet." I commented that I had seen quite a few in the same area the night before driving in. Then not two minutes later WHAP! Yotezapper drills a muley yearling with the front right side of his bumper. Good thing he didn't swerve left or he would have dead centered a large doe. The deer dented the bumper and knocked the signal light loose. Did I mention Yotezapper had just bought the pick up and it was only the third time he's driven his 3/4 ton Chevy crew cab??? Not being one to let mishaps get him down Yotezapper just looks at his truck, and says: "Well it's broke in now, let's go hunt coyotes." Got to love a partner like that!
We get to our destination. I quietly slip out of the truck into the dark and let out a howl. Pretty quick we have coyotes howling back from several directions. We make a quick plan and decide to close the distance on some that will put the most elements in our favor...the wind being the main one. We get set up and I get to calling. After about 10 minutes a loan coyote comes loping in. Yotezapper drops her at 130 yards and so our day begins. The next stand is dry, but the after that I call in another female that both Yotezapper and I shoot at the very same time. Not 100% sure who hit it, but I'd tend to think it was Yotezapper, as he's a better shot at moving coyotes than I am. Either way we had a dead coyote so I'm not sure it really matters who shot it. We then make another dry stand or two, but see some nice muley bucks. We decide to try a completely different area. As we are getting set up Yotezapper mentions he has a good feeling about this spot. Hmmm, he might be right. I start calling and a herd of mule deer show up. I mess with calling them in and letting them go and calling them back in a few times. Finally I quit screwing around (much to Yotezapper's delight) and I get serious about coyotes again. We have a pair come in and they hesitate at a little over 100 yards. Big mistake, Yotezapper and I shoot at nearly the same second, dropping both coyotes. Schaaweeeet double! I turned to Yotezapper, grin and say: "Heck, it's only 9:30 and we already have 4 coyotes down and one mule deer."
We make a few more dry stands, Yotezapper tries to snuggle up with a rattle snake. Actually he laid down to set up prone on a stand and heard a buzzworm go off next to him. I didn't know he could go from horizontal to vertical so fast. Pretty impressive. Around noon we stopped and visited with the rancher that owns the land we were hunting on. After our visit we made one more dry stand and then set up over a really cool canyon. We both had a good feeling about it and I begin calling. Not too far into the call we have a pair of HARD CHARGERS going warp speed right at us. They come in just a bit too low for me to see them clearly but Yotezapper has the lead yote only 15 feet away. I tried everything to stop these coyotes when they hit the 100 yard mark, but they weren't stopping for anything but a bullet. Fortunately Yotezapper put a bullet in the big male and the smaller female escaped barely. Killing 5 out of 6 coyotes is a great day and some very good shooting in my opinion. I'm sure we could have called in more, but we had antelope to go scout.
We scout the rest of the evening but don't see much to get excited about except for one pretty nice buck with a large group of does in a big wide open grain field.
Saturday morning around 4:00am I awoke to rain pounding off the window pane. The dang rain continued until about 10:00am. It really limited visibility, made finding antelope tough, and getting around in the clay based mud even tougher. In a word it SUCKED. Later in the afternoon, and thanks to two friends of Yotezapper's who showed us a buck on their place. I was able to kill my antelope at 320 yards. One shot, one kill, love it!
I do have to mention right here that Yotezapper's friends were two really great guys and I can't thank them enough for their generosity. After getting my antelope taken care of we set out to find one for Yotezapper. We really didn't see much and towards evening we decided to see if we could find the nice one from the day before while scouting. We found him although he and his does had moved about a half a mile, but he was in a more stalkable area. As we were trying to drive closer I saw another FRIGGEN monster rattle snake. Have I ever mentioned how much I HATE those things! We didn't stop to mess with it though as we were in hot pursuit of the buck. We found a place to hide the truck, made a fairly long stalk, and got set up on the buck. I ranged him at 330 yards and Yotezapper made a perfect double lung shot with his new Weatherby Vanguard .308.
Good ol' Yotezapper got in a bit of a hurry gutting his buck and made a fatal mistake. He knicked the stomach and witnessed an atomic "green-crap" explosion. Stomach content blew at least 4 1/2 feet in the air. It was spread from Yotezapper's nose to the tip of his boots. Fortunately it exploded away from me, but directly at Yotezapper. Being the good friend I am I nearly choked to death laughing. Laughed even harder when the first printable words out of Yotezapper's mouth were: "Well at least my mouth was shut."
Nasty, nasty green stuff...
Despite the green explosion it was a super fun weekend. Thanks again Yotezapper for the great company and super time. I will remember that as one of the funner weekends I've had in a long time.
Yotezapper's antelope on the left and mine on the right. Although mine looks like it has longer horns it doesn't. Yotezapper's curls really hard, mine kind'a goes straight up making it look bigger than it really is. Both are great antelope though. Mine was 15 1/8" on both side and Yotezapper's was 16". Good times, good friends, and good hunting!
We get to our destination. I quietly slip out of the truck into the dark and let out a howl. Pretty quick we have coyotes howling back from several directions. We make a quick plan and decide to close the distance on some that will put the most elements in our favor...the wind being the main one. We get set up and I get to calling. After about 10 minutes a loan coyote comes loping in. Yotezapper drops her at 130 yards and so our day begins. The next stand is dry, but the after that I call in another female that both Yotezapper and I shoot at the very same time. Not 100% sure who hit it, but I'd tend to think it was Yotezapper, as he's a better shot at moving coyotes than I am. Either way we had a dead coyote so I'm not sure it really matters who shot it. We then make another dry stand or two, but see some nice muley bucks. We decide to try a completely different area. As we are getting set up Yotezapper mentions he has a good feeling about this spot. Hmmm, he might be right. I start calling and a herd of mule deer show up. I mess with calling them in and letting them go and calling them back in a few times. Finally I quit screwing around (much to Yotezapper's delight) and I get serious about coyotes again. We have a pair come in and they hesitate at a little over 100 yards. Big mistake, Yotezapper and I shoot at nearly the same second, dropping both coyotes. Schaaweeeet double! I turned to Yotezapper, grin and say: "Heck, it's only 9:30 and we already have 4 coyotes down and one mule deer."
We make a few more dry stands, Yotezapper tries to snuggle up with a rattle snake. Actually he laid down to set up prone on a stand and heard a buzzworm go off next to him. I didn't know he could go from horizontal to vertical so fast. Pretty impressive. Around noon we stopped and visited with the rancher that owns the land we were hunting on. After our visit we made one more dry stand and then set up over a really cool canyon. We both had a good feeling about it and I begin calling. Not too far into the call we have a pair of HARD CHARGERS going warp speed right at us. They come in just a bit too low for me to see them clearly but Yotezapper has the lead yote only 15 feet away. I tried everything to stop these coyotes when they hit the 100 yard mark, but they weren't stopping for anything but a bullet. Fortunately Yotezapper put a bullet in the big male and the smaller female escaped barely. Killing 5 out of 6 coyotes is a great day and some very good shooting in my opinion. I'm sure we could have called in more, but we had antelope to go scout.
We scout the rest of the evening but don't see much to get excited about except for one pretty nice buck with a large group of does in a big wide open grain field.
Saturday morning around 4:00am I awoke to rain pounding off the window pane. The dang rain continued until about 10:00am. It really limited visibility, made finding antelope tough, and getting around in the clay based mud even tougher. In a word it SUCKED. Later in the afternoon, and thanks to two friends of Yotezapper's who showed us a buck on their place. I was able to kill my antelope at 320 yards. One shot, one kill, love it!
I do have to mention right here that Yotezapper's friends were two really great guys and I can't thank them enough for their generosity. After getting my antelope taken care of we set out to find one for Yotezapper. We really didn't see much and towards evening we decided to see if we could find the nice one from the day before while scouting. We found him although he and his does had moved about a half a mile, but he was in a more stalkable area. As we were trying to drive closer I saw another FRIGGEN monster rattle snake. Have I ever mentioned how much I HATE those things! We didn't stop to mess with it though as we were in hot pursuit of the buck. We found a place to hide the truck, made a fairly long stalk, and got set up on the buck. I ranged him at 330 yards and Yotezapper made a perfect double lung shot with his new Weatherby Vanguard .308.
Good ol' Yotezapper got in a bit of a hurry gutting his buck and made a fatal mistake. He knicked the stomach and witnessed an atomic "green-crap" explosion. Stomach content blew at least 4 1/2 feet in the air. It was spread from Yotezapper's nose to the tip of his boots. Fortunately it exploded away from me, but directly at Yotezapper. Being the good friend I am I nearly choked to death laughing. Laughed even harder when the first printable words out of Yotezapper's mouth were: "Well at least my mouth was shut."
Nasty, nasty green stuff...
Despite the green explosion it was a super fun weekend. Thanks again Yotezapper for the great company and super time. I will remember that as one of the funner weekends I've had in a long time.
Yotezapper's antelope on the left and mine on the right. Although mine looks like it has longer horns it doesn't. Yotezapper's curls really hard, mine kind'a goes straight up making it look bigger than it really is. Both are great antelope though. Mine was 15 1/8" on both side and Yotezapper's was 16". Good times, good friends, and good hunting!
Last edited by a moderator:
