Stout female
Aug 18, 2010 18:31:13 GMT -7
Post by leper on Aug 18, 2010 18:31:13 GMT -7
I was sitting on a high hill, scanning distant hills & valleys. Seen a balled-up coyote laying over the 1/2 mile into the next mile section. I was a mile away from her. I sat there & took note of all the hills & valleys around the coyote. I take time & make a stalk plan.
As I'm sitting there with my spotter scope on the coyote. Up drives two guys wearing fancy clothes. They asked what I was doing? "Hunting coyotes, & out there over a mile away is one. And I'm gonna go kill it" They both smiled. I asked what they were doing? "Were county Assessors"
They then asked me, "Can we watch you go kill it?" Yeah, here's my binocs". So they turned around so they could watch the hunt from the high hill top I was parked on.
I walked in low along a drifted fenceline. Got to within 250yrds +/-, went prone with my .223 bolt Savage. Wind almost directly in my face. Slighly angled. I adjusted for wind drift.
Coyote was still curled up, I'm aiming timing my pulse & breathing....aiming...aiming. Right before I squeezed the trigger. The coyote got up & stretched. BANG!, right in the shoulders broadside hit. She crumpled stone dead.
She was the widest/broadest bodied coyote I ever killed. Although she doesn't look heavy for her size. She was quite heavy.
I drug her back to my truck. I then drove up the high hill to fetch my binocs from those two Assessors.
They both told me, at the same time. "That was the neatest thing we ever watched!" Yeah, it was neat, wasn't"
As I'm sitting there with my spotter scope on the coyote. Up drives two guys wearing fancy clothes. They asked what I was doing? "Hunting coyotes, & out there over a mile away is one. And I'm gonna go kill it" They both smiled. I asked what they were doing? "Were county Assessors"
They then asked me, "Can we watch you go kill it?" Yeah, here's my binocs". So they turned around so they could watch the hunt from the high hill top I was parked on.
I walked in low along a drifted fenceline. Got to within 250yrds +/-, went prone with my .223 bolt Savage. Wind almost directly in my face. Slighly angled. I adjusted for wind drift.
Coyote was still curled up, I'm aiming timing my pulse & breathing....aiming...aiming. Right before I squeezed the trigger. The coyote got up & stretched. BANG!, right in the shoulders broadside hit. She crumpled stone dead.
She was the widest/broadest bodied coyote I ever killed. Although she doesn't look heavy for her size. She was quite heavy.
I drug her back to my truck. I then drove up the high hill to fetch my binocs from those two Assessors.
They both told me, at the same time. "That was the neatest thing we ever watched!" Yeah, it was neat, wasn't"
