Saturday was a heavy day, snowing on and off all day, wind out of the northwest, low ceiling, one of those days where the white camo blends you in just super, coyotes are hard to see but you are also. Was hunting breaks/fields, coyotes were still layed up, no tracks per say, probably waiting for snow to end. 1st stand was a side drainage off a major river and around the corner to my right was a smaller drainage coming into the major river. I was seated facing north, wind was coming in from northwest, behind me to my right I could see 400 yards, expected coyotes to come from the north or northeast. Snow in the air, 8 to 10 mile an hour wind, sound was not traveling far. 1st series of calls and a bunch of magpies came in, hung around a long time, I was into that stand 20 minutes when coming around the breaks from the right I spot a coyote, just walking taking its time but coming direct. Watched it for 200 yards and then it was at a shallow coulee in front of me that had brush in it, was just a little under 100 yards, coyote stopped and turned quartering, had the crosshairs on the inside of its shoulder/chest area, let a 39 grain SBK go and dead flop. Looked up and behind her 150 yards was a pup that trotted off, kiyi's didnt stop it, so no chance to kill it as it was around the breaks out of site. Coyote was an older female, fat as a tick, could not find entrance hole, no blood on her body. Next stand was in that smaller drainage, went a mile away and walked 1/2 way down the breaks and got on a knob with some sage brush, had a great view of my down wind. Got set up and 2 minutes after I started calling another female popped up 250 yards away to my left in some sage brush, a few lip squeaks got her just a hair over a 100 yards, put one behind her shoulder and dead flop. Continued calling for another 15 minutes nothing else seen.
See if I can explain the 3 rd stand, it was on a brush, two rows of russian/caragandas going north/south and 300 yards east of them is that smaller drainage, probably
See if I can explain the 3 rd stand, it was on a brush, two rows of russian/caragandas going north/south and 300 yards east of them is that smaller drainage, probably
..there he was walking out of a 4' deep draw directly below me.....cloudy over cast day, I was all snow camoed, he was looking to my right 35 yards at the caller, which was now silent.....and he was slow walking to my left downwind. Just as slow and as quiet as I could I moved the sticks so I could shoot him, every time he looked away I moved some.....then....I had to get a shell back in the chamber, after what seemed like a week I finally did and when I set the set trigger, he heard the click and looked right at me for the first time directly, backed up and was getting ready to leave, one "whoof" and he turned and faced me, then a 39 grain SBK in the chest, dead flopped him. looks like the key to the 39 gr. SBK is to put it in the chest or behind the shoulder, because one of them at 200 yards yesterday I hit in the scapula, went thru, but the hydrostatic pressure blew the top of his back out, 5" hole, going to try not to do that again. Just get it in teh body cavity and it stays in there most of the time.
