I headed out of town Sunday morning with no particular destination just mostly to get out of cell range so nobody could find me,by Sunday night I was smack dab in the middle of nowhere. I pitched my sleeping bag in the back of my truck and was sound asleep shortly after dark,I was awakened at 4:00am this morning by lightning it was in every direction giving quite a light show,after a half hour or so it subsided and I was going to go back to sleep when a thought crossed my mind, I wonder if there are any coyotes here.I touched off a high note on my howler and had 15 to 20 coyotes singing back to me,some very distant and some with in a few hundred yards. I waited until the first ray of light then grabbed my rifle and call and walked out of sight of my truck,I blew on my call very softly for about 15seconds just in case they were close.I waited for 2 minutes and was just ready to blow on the call again when I thought I heard rustling in a sage brush I turned around and there were 2 coyotes eye to eye with me at arms length.
I was more scared than they were.one ran off directly into where the sun was rising so I focused on the other one and pulled the trigger,he fell instantly to the ground and for 8 to 10 seconds before he died he started chewing violently on his own leg ,very strange
This was just how he looked with his leg in his mouth when he died.
I was on my way back to the truck when the wind changed directions, I could smell smoke then I looked around and noticed that I was in the middle of a wild fire that was headed my way, it was a crazy drive out the smoke got so bad it was making me sneeze uncontrolably and my eyes were watering so bad I had a hard time seeing where I was driving,no time for a good picture so here is a bad one from a couple miles after I got out