sendit223
Active member
Hey all,
I haven't dropped by in a while, but I thought the houndsmen would appreciate this picture of my German Shorthair Scout.
Short story: he helped me recover a coyote after I couldn't find it on my own.
Long story: We were on a bird hunting trip and after the morning hunt I put Scout away and went down a coulee to do a quick set while my partner finished running his bird dog down the road a bit. Because it was going to be quick I didn't bring my range finder and I didn't worry too much about "the perfect stand.".
The wind was wrong, it was afternoon and sunny, and there was no cover. I set up anyway and plopped down half way up the side hill of the draw looking southwest into the sun. I use a ghille top and hat, so I looked like a bush that didn't belong there.
Less than 5 minutes after a howl and a few rabbit screams from the hand caller two coyotes streaked in from the downwind side. But they reached a fence at an unknown distance and stopped to stare at me. Neither silence nor calling got them to move. I had to slowly sneak my hand up to the scope cover to sneak a peek at them from time to time, blocking the sun from the objective lens. Eventually then gave up and descended into the brushy bottom of the draw. Decision time.....
I got up and quickly closed the distance as quietly as I could. Halfway there I knew I was inside 200 yards if they showed themselves. Sitting down I put my AR on my sticks and wailed like a rabbit twice. To my surprise the female walked up from the brush and looked at me broadside. I sent my suppressed 60 grain Vmax downrange and heard a satisfying "SMACK" and a "YIPE!". I expected to see a dead coyote but found no blood, no fur, no coyote. I looked for 30 minutes without success. Dejected I walked back to the rig and continued bird hunting on another ranch.
The next day I worked Scout into the wind in that same draw and right at 100 yards from where I hit the coyote Scout went on point. I walked up and saw the coyote where it piled up and died. Scout saved the day!
Here he is doing his thing on birds:
Sendit
I haven't dropped by in a while, but I thought the houndsmen would appreciate this picture of my German Shorthair Scout.
Short story: he helped me recover a coyote after I couldn't find it on my own.
Long story: We were on a bird hunting trip and after the morning hunt I put Scout away and went down a coulee to do a quick set while my partner finished running his bird dog down the road a bit. Because it was going to be quick I didn't bring my range finder and I didn't worry too much about "the perfect stand.".
The wind was wrong, it was afternoon and sunny, and there was no cover. I set up anyway and plopped down half way up the side hill of the draw looking southwest into the sun. I use a ghille top and hat, so I looked like a bush that didn't belong there.
Less than 5 minutes after a howl and a few rabbit screams from the hand caller two coyotes streaked in from the downwind side. But they reached a fence at an unknown distance and stopped to stare at me. Neither silence nor calling got them to move. I had to slowly sneak my hand up to the scope cover to sneak a peek at them from time to time, blocking the sun from the objective lens. Eventually then gave up and descended into the brushy bottom of the draw. Decision time.....
I got up and quickly closed the distance as quietly as I could. Halfway there I knew I was inside 200 yards if they showed themselves. Sitting down I put my AR on my sticks and wailed like a rabbit twice. To my surprise the female walked up from the brush and looked at me broadside. I sent my suppressed 60 grain Vmax downrange and heard a satisfying "SMACK" and a "YIPE!". I expected to see a dead coyote but found no blood, no fur, no coyote. I looked for 30 minutes without success. Dejected I walked back to the rig and continued bird hunting on another ranch.
The next day I worked Scout into the wind in that same draw and right at 100 yards from where I hit the coyote Scout went on point. I walked up and saw the coyote where it piled up and died. Scout saved the day!
Here he is doing his thing on birds:
Sendit
