Buffalobob
Well-Known Member
Today was the coldest day of the year so far and it was supposed to snow last night so I thought I would take my new coyote call out and give it a whirl.
So I arrive at the fields at about 8:00 and get all of my coats on and sling the 17 Rem over my shoulder and trudge off through the little dusting of snow. About 300 yards later a crow flies up and lands in a tree about 100 yards away. I ponder the likelihood of me seeing a coyote to shoot at versus the crow in the tree. I conclude that this is some Yankee crow who has not heard of me nor my crowshooting gun so I decide it is my solemn duty to educate him and unsling the rifle. I kneel down there and take off a glove and get my elbow locked on my knee and ponder whether I have a round in the chamber. I decide I do and then ponder where the safety is on or off and decide to slide it off . All this time the crow is sitting there centered in the crosshairs blissfully ignorant. Finally, I put my finger inside the trigger guard and fire. The crow does the standard back flip and the wings fold up and down he plummets. I check him out and I have made a bad shot and ruined the meat so I leave him lay.
After about an hour of yipping and howling and walking around, I decide it is time to head back and once again a flock of Yankee crows fly up in front of me and land in a tree about 100 yards away. So I flop on my butt this time and find one that is clear and get my elbow locked and knock him out of the tree. The rest fly up in the air and circle around and I consider taking a shot at them on the wing but decide that these are really stupid crows and one of them will sooner or later land. Sure enough two of them land in a tree and one is way back in the branches and the other only has a few branches between him and me. I line up on the one that is cleaner but there is still a lot of limbs. Well it is cold sitting on the frozen ground so I decide to shoot anyway. Naturally the bullet doesn't make it through the limbs and the Yankee crows are now educated as to why it is not good to sit in a tree when I am out with that gun.
Two out of three is not too bad even though none of them were very difficult shots.
( I didn't want to insult anybody by posting this up under the longe range hunting section so I just put it down here)
So I arrive at the fields at about 8:00 and get all of my coats on and sling the 17 Rem over my shoulder and trudge off through the little dusting of snow. About 300 yards later a crow flies up and lands in a tree about 100 yards away. I ponder the likelihood of me seeing a coyote to shoot at versus the crow in the tree. I conclude that this is some Yankee crow who has not heard of me nor my crowshooting gun so I decide it is my solemn duty to educate him and unsling the rifle. I kneel down there and take off a glove and get my elbow locked on my knee and ponder whether I have a round in the chamber. I decide I do and then ponder where the safety is on or off and decide to slide it off . All this time the crow is sitting there centered in the crosshairs blissfully ignorant. Finally, I put my finger inside the trigger guard and fire. The crow does the standard back flip and the wings fold up and down he plummets. I check him out and I have made a bad shot and ruined the meat so I leave him lay.
After about an hour of yipping and howling and walking around, I decide it is time to head back and once again a flock of Yankee crows fly up in front of me and land in a tree about 100 yards away. So I flop on my butt this time and find one that is clear and get my elbow locked and knock him out of the tree. The rest fly up in the air and circle around and I consider taking a shot at them on the wing but decide that these are really stupid crows and one of them will sooner or later land. Sure enough two of them land in a tree and one is way back in the branches and the other only has a few branches between him and me. I line up on the one that is cleaner but there is still a lot of limbs. Well it is cold sitting on the frozen ground so I decide to shoot anyway. Naturally the bullet doesn't make it through the limbs and the Yankee crows are now educated as to why it is not good to sit in a tree when I am out with that gun.
Two out of three is not too bad even though none of them were very difficult shots.
( I didn't want to insult anybody by posting this up under the longe range hunting section so I just put it down here)
