Snowshoes
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A quick check of my weather station this morning indicated the wind direction was not the same as weatherman predicted last night. Now a change of plans of where to go was in order. I haven't been down to a nearby hog farm yet this year and the wind was good for there.
Cloudy skies threatening to snow made for a dreary looking morning as I pulled into the yard site. Park the truck and walk to the furthest lagoon where I set up. After 10 minutes of glassing I see a coyote leave the cover of a treed fence line to the northeast and into the field. The coyote is mostly hidden as it follows a draw that runs across the field towards the creek banks. I need to see more than just glimpses of this coyote so I give a few yelps with the howler. A half minute passes before seeing the coyote coming from the east and heading my way. When its in full view, I bark for it to stop. The coyote stops on cue and a 119 yard shot drops it.
The coyote no more than hits the ground when I catch movement to my right, it's another coyote but it's making tracks back to the creek valley. It's straight south of me and running directly away, I swing the crosshairs onto it and roll this coyote which was later ranged at 156 yards. A follow up shot was required to finish it off.
The field to the south was void of coyotes when I did the yelps, it must of come from the creek valley to investigate. The saying, "you are what you eat" suited this coyote as it was a hog....
Cloudy skies threatening to snow made for a dreary looking morning as I pulled into the yard site. Park the truck and walk to the furthest lagoon where I set up. After 10 minutes of glassing I see a coyote leave the cover of a treed fence line to the northeast and into the field. The coyote is mostly hidden as it follows a draw that runs across the field towards the creek banks. I need to see more than just glimpses of this coyote so I give a few yelps with the howler. A half minute passes before seeing the coyote coming from the east and heading my way. When its in full view, I bark for it to stop. The coyote stops on cue and a 119 yard shot drops it.
The coyote no more than hits the ground when I catch movement to my right, it's another coyote but it's making tracks back to the creek valley. It's straight south of me and running directly away, I swing the crosshairs onto it and roll this coyote which was later ranged at 156 yards. A follow up shot was required to finish it off.
The field to the south was void of coyotes when I did the yelps, it must of come from the creek valley to investigate. The saying, "you are what you eat" suited this coyote as it was a hog....
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