Snowshoes
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This morning was colder than what I felt like dealing with, so I never bothered going out. With a wind-chill in the -40’s my enthusiasm had somewhat dwindled and the warmth of the house trumped coyote hunting.
This afternoon was much nicer, if you can call -15*F nicer. It didn’t seem like much of a breeze but when factored in, the wind-chill was still a cool -27*F.
A fairly short walk from the truck would get me to a slough bottom that has a thick bush bordering the northwest side of it. Set up on the slough with cattails at my back and an open reed distress call in my hand. Distress cries from the open reed flooded the surrounding area and a half minute after tucking the call away, I notice a coyote standing in the field on the other side of the slough. A bit of a shuffle was required to get the gun lined up and the coyote decided maybe it should head back to the bush. I stopped the coyote with a vocal bark and wasted no time sending a bullet its way. The coyote does a couple spins and then bolts for the bush. I can hear tree branches breaking as the coyote runs blindly into them. I was confident this coyote was running dead but it just didn’t realize it.
Walked over to where the coyote had stood and I can see a good blood trail leading into the bushes. The way the coyote crashed into the underbrush, I knew it couldn’t be too far away.
Ten feet into the thick underbrush, I find the coyote wedged between the fork of a tree branch.
Ranged back to where I shot from ( 94 yards ).
Its suppose to be considerably colder tomorrow morning and I likely will hold off hunting until the afternoon. Hopefully the temperatures will warm up some. The forecast wind-chill for tomorrow morning is to be -56.2*F ( -49*C). There was a time when I wouldn’t let those temperatures hold me back but no more!
This afternoon was much nicer, if you can call -15*F nicer. It didn’t seem like much of a breeze but when factored in, the wind-chill was still a cool -27*F.
A fairly short walk from the truck would get me to a slough bottom that has a thick bush bordering the northwest side of it. Set up on the slough with cattails at my back and an open reed distress call in my hand. Distress cries from the open reed flooded the surrounding area and a half minute after tucking the call away, I notice a coyote standing in the field on the other side of the slough. A bit of a shuffle was required to get the gun lined up and the coyote decided maybe it should head back to the bush. I stopped the coyote with a vocal bark and wasted no time sending a bullet its way. The coyote does a couple spins and then bolts for the bush. I can hear tree branches breaking as the coyote runs blindly into them. I was confident this coyote was running dead but it just didn’t realize it.
Walked over to where the coyote had stood and I can see a good blood trail leading into the bushes. The way the coyote crashed into the underbrush, I knew it couldn’t be too far away.
Ten feet into the thick underbrush, I find the coyote wedged between the fork of a tree branch.
Ranged back to where I shot from ( 94 yards ).
Its suppose to be considerably colder tomorrow morning and I likely will hold off hunting until the afternoon. Hopefully the temperatures will warm up some. The forecast wind-chill for tomorrow morning is to be -56.2*F ( -49*C). There was a time when I wouldn’t let those temperatures hold me back but no more!