dan brothers
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Well.. alot has happened in the last week... and wasn't able to get on the internet for any updates.
Spent all sat evening talking to a government hunter trapper guy... which was really interesting.
Next day I traveled SE out of Ks, into Western Ok, and came across this plane crash that happpened three days earlier... pilot was okay and he had landed it on the road but turned into the field... wrecked the crap out of it.
Deer season was over in Ok, so I went to my friendly farmers place to coyote hunt from Mon-Wed morning.
Deer hunters had things stirred up for sure, but I did manage to kill these two on my wed morning hunt. I had to leave by 9 am to go hunt with a good friend of mine, a little farther east from here, but I had enough time for a good set or two.
Hung my caller in a limb and got back 50 yds and started out with mouse squeaking. Two mins later a dog trots up to it, from his thick brush hangout, but it spooks when he saw it in the tree and spooks across the field, with me not taking any running shots. After a couple of mins of being mad at myself, I turned on red squirrel in distres, and a min later another dog does the very same thing... trots to the call... doesn't stop, but bugs out across the field, with me taking no running shots... dag-nab-it. Then... noise of vehilce's horn and yelling from a distant farm house caused another dog to bust out of the brush for an escape across the field. I was REALLY ready this time... wolfed him and he stopped for a easy broadside 150 yd shot, down he went from the 204... down but not dead, hit him in the spine, so had to send another finishing shot. So here I am... Happy now... and playing baby rabbit for a few mins trying to decide what to do next, when I look across the field and here come those two running to the call. When they got within 100 yds I turned the call off and they both stopped, which made a easy DRT for one of them. So now I'm REALLY HAPPY. I took these few pictures and got out of Dodge heading east to meet my friend.
It sure does pay to keep calling after shooting.
Those dogs spooking at the sight of the call dangling from a limb has me thinking hard about doing something different.
The first dog was Big and Old with worn down teeth.
Spent all sat evening talking to a government hunter trapper guy... which was really interesting.
Next day I traveled SE out of Ks, into Western Ok, and came across this plane crash that happpened three days earlier... pilot was okay and he had landed it on the road but turned into the field... wrecked the crap out of it.
Deer season was over in Ok, so I went to my friendly farmers place to coyote hunt from Mon-Wed morning.
Deer hunters had things stirred up for sure, but I did manage to kill these two on my wed morning hunt. I had to leave by 9 am to go hunt with a good friend of mine, a little farther east from here, but I had enough time for a good set or two.
Hung my caller in a limb and got back 50 yds and started out with mouse squeaking. Two mins later a dog trots up to it, from his thick brush hangout, but it spooks when he saw it in the tree and spooks across the field, with me not taking any running shots. After a couple of mins of being mad at myself, I turned on red squirrel in distres, and a min later another dog does the very same thing... trots to the call... doesn't stop, but bugs out across the field, with me taking no running shots... dag-nab-it. Then... noise of vehilce's horn and yelling from a distant farm house caused another dog to bust out of the brush for an escape across the field. I was REALLY ready this time... wolfed him and he stopped for a easy broadside 150 yd shot, down he went from the 204... down but not dead, hit him in the spine, so had to send another finishing shot. So here I am... Happy now... and playing baby rabbit for a few mins trying to decide what to do next, when I look across the field and here come those two running to the call. When they got within 100 yds I turned the call off and they both stopped, which made a easy DRT for one of them. So now I'm REALLY HAPPY. I took these few pictures and got out of Dodge heading east to meet my friend.
It sure does pay to keep calling after shooting.
Those dogs spooking at the sight of the call dangling from a limb has me thinking hard about doing something different.
The first dog was Big and Old with worn down teeth.