Re: Hornady Interbond
I went out dogging this morning and got to help out a sheep herder with a little yote problem.
I was just riding around looking for a place to shoot because my usual spot was overrun with cattle that were just released on BLM land. I had heard of others seeing an occaisonal coyote out here and it was a beautiful morning, so I was going to see what I could see. I went off on a road that I hadn't been on yet and ended up running into a herd of sheep and a hereders camp in the middle of the two track. When I went to go around the camp, the herder came running out yelling, "You have gun! You have gun!" I thought to myself, "DUH, it's in the rack in the window" and stopped to see why he was so excited that I had my rifle with me. As soon as I stopped he pointed to the other side of the Ridge and said "Coyote" I asked him to show me where it was and we took off for the ridge line. When we go to the top, the coyote was lurking towards a ewe and her lamb. I couldn't get the range finder to read off the fur so I had to just estimate. I guessed it at 325-350, so held the first mil down on the dogs back as it trotted away from me. Fired one shot and watched fur fly. All the herder would say is "GOOD, GOOD"
The interbond promply put a stop to wilee's chace at 350. The bullet entered the left hip and exited with the right shoulder. Wish I would have had a camera!! There was no yelp out of this yote, just a big bloody skid mark.
By the way things looked when I went to inspect, the bullet hit the hip bone on the way in causing very dramatic expansion and then traveled on to make contact with the shoulder joint, shoving it through the hide on exit. It ruined the hide, but was well worth it to me. I gave the man a flask full of CLC out of my tool box reserves for such times and told him thanks.
I have run into this man before and have always asked him about coyotes, and then given him something fresh to eat or whiskey or beer if I have it with me. I was taught to do this by the guy we get our horses from for hunting elk. His herders don't speak much english, but can tell you what you need to know if you have something they would be willing to trade for.
Most of the time you won't get to the animal you ask about, but sometimes it works out great.
"I am a stone. I do not move. Very slowly, I put snow in my mouth and he won't see my breath. I take my time. . . I have only one bullet. I aim at his eye. Very gently, my finger presses on the trigger. I do not tremble. I have no fear"