T Bone
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This morning I woke up way too early and had the day off so I camo'd up, grabbed the rifle, bunny call and bipod and took off before the sky was getting light.
1st set: I drive in by moonlight, park and walk about 1/2 mile over a ridge. Its still way too dark. I sit for a while listening to the desert night sounds. I was getting too cold so I started squawking. In the middle of the 2nd squawk I see movement in front of me, its closing fast. RIGHT IN FRONT. 5 YARDS IN FRONT. Still too dark. I sight down the barrel and let it rip. Dead doggy. Medium sized male with a .277 hole in front shoulder, baseball sized hole in opposite ham.
2nd set- nothing
3rd set- I set up near a stock watering tank and start squawking. about 3 minutes into calling I hear crashing behind me. Spooked a cow, I think. Crunching and crashing getting closer! Big dog runs 15 yards to the side of me with wreckless abandon, its jumping over the sage. I lip squeak, he stops 60 yards and looks at me. I touch off and shoot over him. He trots off to the right, my second shot goes through both shoulders and spine. .277 hole in and out.
Big male with one ear gone.
My friend that is teaching me the ropes of predator calling still cringes when I bring the 270, but thats the smallest bore centerfire I own and I feel confident with it. I'm not hunting for fur either, its just something thats fun and it keeps my shooting skills sharp.
This is only my 2nd and 3rd coyote while hunting for them. Why is it that the 1st dog came in silent, and the other came in noisy like a bull? I guess its like bull elk, some come silent, others scream every step of the way.
Sorry no pics, I'm going to start carrying a disposable camera.
Thats my story.
T Bone
1st set: I drive in by moonlight, park and walk about 1/2 mile over a ridge. Its still way too dark. I sit for a while listening to the desert night sounds. I was getting too cold so I started squawking. In the middle of the 2nd squawk I see movement in front of me, its closing fast. RIGHT IN FRONT. 5 YARDS IN FRONT. Still too dark. I sight down the barrel and let it rip. Dead doggy. Medium sized male with a .277 hole in front shoulder, baseball sized hole in opposite ham.
2nd set- nothing
3rd set- I set up near a stock watering tank and start squawking. about 3 minutes into calling I hear crashing behind me. Spooked a cow, I think. Crunching and crashing getting closer! Big dog runs 15 yards to the side of me with wreckless abandon, its jumping over the sage. I lip squeak, he stops 60 yards and looks at me. I touch off and shoot over him. He trots off to the right, my second shot goes through both shoulders and spine. .277 hole in and out.
Big male with one ear gone.
My friend that is teaching me the ropes of predator calling still cringes when I bring the 270, but thats the smallest bore centerfire I own and I feel confident with it. I'm not hunting for fur either, its just something thats fun and it keeps my shooting skills sharp.
This is only my 2nd and 3rd coyote while hunting for them. Why is it that the 1st dog came in silent, and the other came in noisy like a bull? I guess its like bull elk, some come silent, others scream every step of the way.
Sorry no pics, I'm going to start carrying a disposable camera.
Thats my story.
T Bone