I picked off ticks using a flashlight and the side view mirror on my truck. Put on a dry shirt and swigged down half a gallon of warm water. The water was good, better than what is served in most restaurants. With windows down I choose to take the dirt roads home. Rabbit in the head lights as the radio played a song I have not enjoyed in quite some time;
"People come, people go
Some grow young, some grow cold
I woke up in between
A memory and a dream
So let's get to the point, let's roll another joint
Let's head on down the road
There's somewhere I gotta go
And you don't know how it feels
You don't know how it feels to be me"
Away from neon lights I replayed views of the day;
Out here there is no fast food.. We do have red mud that washes over the sand of Cimarron River basin. Replayed visions of more snakes;
Replayed my set up on an odd quadrant overlooking the corner of a wheat field. Did some vocals and immediately one started challenging me to my 10 o'clock. I stayed silent for a minute to two then did a few whimpers. Next, I see him skirting the edge of the field along a small berm. I guess him to be a little over 200 yards away. I start to put pressure on the trigger when he disappears back into the brush.
I had the call about 40 yards off the tree line in the knee high wheat. I broadcast baby coyote just loud enough to hear, it was enough to bring him out into the field;
Young male;
Burger King's slogan; "your way right away" does not apply to coyote. Na, he just takes it as it comes.. Eats whatever he can scrounge, but you will never hear him complain.
I have seen this gross situation before.. Coyote eating grass and it passing almost unchanged thru his digestive system.. I have gotten the same effect from certain fast food;
I don't know about "right away" but out here.. Out here i get it "my way".. Alas, I find it always on time;
28 May 2016
"People come, people go
Some grow young, some grow cold
I woke up in between
A memory and a dream
So let's get to the point, let's roll another joint
Let's head on down the road
There's somewhere I gotta go
And you don't know how it feels
You don't know how it feels to be me"
Away from neon lights I replayed views of the day;
Out here there is no fast food.. We do have red mud that washes over the sand of Cimarron River basin. Replayed visions of more snakes;
Replayed my set up on an odd quadrant overlooking the corner of a wheat field. Did some vocals and immediately one started challenging me to my 10 o'clock. I stayed silent for a minute to two then did a few whimpers. Next, I see him skirting the edge of the field along a small berm. I guess him to be a little over 200 yards away. I start to put pressure on the trigger when he disappears back into the brush.
I had the call about 40 yards off the tree line in the knee high wheat. I broadcast baby coyote just loud enough to hear, it was enough to bring him out into the field;
Young male;
Burger King's slogan; "your way right away" does not apply to coyote. Na, he just takes it as it comes.. Eats whatever he can scrounge, but you will never hear him complain.
I have seen this gross situation before.. Coyote eating grass and it passing almost unchanged thru his digestive system.. I have gotten the same effect from certain fast food;
I don't know about "right away" but out here.. Out here i get it "my way".. Alas, I find it always on time;
28 May 2016