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A Coyote Hunting Misadventure
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<blockquote data-quote="REDHEAD" data-source="post: 585748" data-attributes="member: 15277"><p><em><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'"><span style="font-size: 12px">The last two trips to Montana has sent me packin with my tail between my legs. Last Xmas , I was determined to make it to coyote mecca- Zortman. After making a set and weather and nite turning against me , pointed my truck to mecca. I turned off the blacktop and headed into the abis . Crossing a cattle guard my truck rolled to a stop, my tac reading 1600 RPM. Going through all the gears, checking fuses' I prepared to set out to walk the 3 (?)mile to Zortman. Through the nite, head lites appear, a young Marine and new bride heading to Zortman to go coyote hunting. Next morning the highways had turned to glass. Called a tow truck from Lewistown to get me to the chevy garage. Yup, blown transmission. </span></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'"><span style="font-size: 12px">Calling my Insurance, I had No road hazard. Renting a vehicle , I proceeded to Great Falls for Xmas. Picking up my truck , I licked my wounds and headed back to Minnesota. </span></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'"><span style="font-size: 12px">Forward 6months. </span></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'"><span style="font-size: 12px">Turning north from Winnett and into the interior, I round a corner to hear an evil hiss. Yes, right rear tire is going flat. A very kind rancher stops to assist, but not wanting to be reduced to pilgrim status, I decline. After all, I carry tire patch and mini compressor. To my surprise it won't patch. I'll change the tire. The cable releases to the ground , tire won't come down. Chevy has installed a mechanical device that will NOT release. I return to Winnett at a high rate of speed to a garage. This man is saint. My tire is shot, and can't get a new tire till tuesday. The spare is reluctant to come off. He scratches head says "had one of these a year ago!" O-yea, on bolt the bracket. Once more, I lick my wounds and head back to Minnesota. </span></span></em></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="REDHEAD, post: 585748, member: 15277"] [I][FONT=Comic Sans MS][SIZE=3]The last two trips to Montana has sent me packin with my tail between my legs. Last Xmas , I was determined to make it to coyote mecca- Zortman. After making a set and weather and nite turning against me , pointed my truck to mecca. I turned off the blacktop and headed into the abis . Crossing a cattle guard my truck rolled to a stop, my tac reading 1600 RPM. Going through all the gears, checking fuses' I prepared to set out to walk the 3 (?)mile to Zortman. Through the nite, head lites appear, a young Marine and new bride heading to Zortman to go coyote hunting. Next morning the highways had turned to glass. Called a tow truck from Lewistown to get me to the chevy garage. Yup, blown transmission. [/SIZE][/FONT][/I] [I][FONT=Comic Sans MS][SIZE=3]Calling my Insurance, I had No road hazard. Renting a vehicle , I proceeded to Great Falls for Xmas. Picking up my truck , I licked my wounds and headed back to Minnesota. [/SIZE][/FONT][/I] [I][FONT=Comic Sans MS][SIZE=3]Forward 6months. [/SIZE][/FONT][/I] [I][FONT=Comic Sans MS][SIZE=3]Turning north from Winnett and into the interior, I round a corner to hear an evil hiss. Yes, right rear tire is going flat. A very kind rancher stops to assist, but not wanting to be reduced to pilgrim status, I decline. After all, I carry tire patch and mini compressor. To my surprise it won't patch. I'll change the tire. The cable releases to the ground , tire won't come down. Chevy has installed a mechanical device that will NOT release. I return to Winnett at a high rate of speed to a garage. This man is saint. My tire is shot, and can't get a new tire till tuesday. The spare is reluctant to come off. He scratches head says "had one of these a year ago!" O-yea, on bolt the bracket. Once more, I lick my wounds and head back to Minnesota. [/SIZE][/FONT][/I] [/QUOTE]
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