Redfrog
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Well father and son Skaggs headed back home today, but we managed to get out for four stands before they left.
We started the first stand with a howl and had responses from two groups. One coyote came to 600 plus yards and sat in the snow. Would not move.It's partner stayed out of site and howled,challenged,yipped and yapped and would not show his sorry self.
We moved 2 miles south only to have another encounter with motor mouth. this time we did sight him running along a fence line gettin' outa Dodge.
Next stand nothing.
Last stand as we were walking away from the truck,we had three groups howl. We set up anyway,even though I thought we might get busted on the way in.
I howled and challenged and coaxed and finally had some takers from the north. We couldn't see them but they were coming in and were quite
vocal about it. We were also running out of time as these guys had to catch a plane.
I said we were done as I still couldn't see the coyotes and the clock ran out. I got to my knees and took a last look. I saw the back of one as it came in with it's head down. We waited..... nothing.call,challenge,challenge,challenge. One showed, skylined on a ridge and would not come in.I looked at Stephen and I said "That's your shot"
He didn't get excited or whine about it being too far, he just said OK. I told him to hold about 20" over his shoulder and kill him. The wind that had been at 20mph all morning had just about quit. He shot and that coyote flipped and lost the toss.
We walked out 475paces and were still 10 yards from him. Because of the snow, I'm guessing an honest 475yd shot through the chest just behind the front leg. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/laugh.gif /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/laugh.gif
This sixteen year old with a 22-250 Weatherby is deadly combo. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/wink.gif /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/laugh.gif Congratulations Stephen.
The coyote was a big, old, male.Smart, but not bulletproof.
We started the first stand with a howl and had responses from two groups. One coyote came to 600 plus yards and sat in the snow. Would not move.It's partner stayed out of site and howled,challenged,yipped and yapped and would not show his sorry self.
We moved 2 miles south only to have another encounter with motor mouth. this time we did sight him running along a fence line gettin' outa Dodge.
Next stand nothing.
Last stand as we were walking away from the truck,we had three groups howl. We set up anyway,even though I thought we might get busted on the way in.
I howled and challenged and coaxed and finally had some takers from the north. We couldn't see them but they were coming in and were quite
vocal about it. We were also running out of time as these guys had to catch a plane.
I said we were done as I still couldn't see the coyotes and the clock ran out. I got to my knees and took a last look. I saw the back of one as it came in with it's head down. We waited..... nothing.call,challenge,challenge,challenge. One showed, skylined on a ridge and would not come in.I looked at Stephen and I said "That's your shot"
He didn't get excited or whine about it being too far, he just said OK. I told him to hold about 20" over his shoulder and kill him. The wind that had been at 20mph all morning had just about quit. He shot and that coyote flipped and lost the toss.
We walked out 475paces and were still 10 yards from him. Because of the snow, I'm guessing an honest 475yd shot through the chest just behind the front leg. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/laugh.gif /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/laugh.gif This sixteen year old with a 22-250 Weatherby is deadly combo. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/wink.gif /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/laugh.gif Congratulations Stephen.
The coyote was a big, old, male.Smart, but not bulletproof.
