Xs24-7
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I got a message from a friend on Facebook that he knew a farmer with a coyote problem. They are in his dairy farm, coming up to the house and causing trouble with his dogs/cats.
After touring the place yesterday, my 8 year old son and I hid in a rock pile about 300 yards from the edge of the bush at first light this morning, and setup the FoxPro 70 yards away.
After waiting 10 minutes for the sun to rise a bit, I turned on some snowshoe in distress. Starting low I worked up the volume, not wanting to spook anything close. After about 5 minutes I spotted movement near the trees. I whispered to Connor they were coming. The first 2 cleared the bush and headed straight down wind of the call, before turning towards it. They were lit up in the field and it was awesome to see them charging in. 3 more followed out of the bush, and quickly I was trying to sort out which one to shoot first!
The 2 lead dogs go down wind of me and started to spook, but the third in line stood at 196 yards facing me. The 6mm Creedmoor barked and she fell over stoned. When I shot the others took off as well, leaving me with 1 dead coyote, and a fired up third grader. He's never been hunting with me before, and the bar is set really high now!
After touring the place yesterday, my 8 year old son and I hid in a rock pile about 300 yards from the edge of the bush at first light this morning, and setup the FoxPro 70 yards away.
After waiting 10 minutes for the sun to rise a bit, I turned on some snowshoe in distress. Starting low I worked up the volume, not wanting to spook anything close. After about 5 minutes I spotted movement near the trees. I whispered to Connor they were coming. The first 2 cleared the bush and headed straight down wind of the call, before turning towards it. They were lit up in the field and it was awesome to see them charging in. 3 more followed out of the bush, and quickly I was trying to sort out which one to shoot first!
The 2 lead dogs go down wind of me and started to spook, but the third in line stood at 196 yards facing me. The 6mm Creedmoor barked and she fell over stoned. When I shot the others took off as well, leaving me with 1 dead coyote, and a fired up third grader. He's never been hunting with me before, and the bar is set really high now!
