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| The Hay-Yard Coyote<br />

I'd hear yipping in the pre-dawn<br />

light whenever I tried to set up<br />

on the coyotes, but they would<br />

never show up at sunrise. Even<br />

when I moved deeper into their<br />

territory for surprise setups I'd<br />

lie greeted with silence or<br />

suspicious stares from coyotes<br />

glaring at me from beyond<br />

high-percentage shooting range.<br />

Any retreats were led by a<br />

light-colored coyote.<br />

Despite discouragement, I was<br />

gathering intelligence. I knew<br />

the coyotes liked to hunt along<br />

a small riparian zone (river bank<br />

area), occasionally bedding in<br />

the thickets when the weather<br />

was blustery, but on sunny<br />

days they'd retreat into distant<br />

pastures to bed well beyond the<br />

Sometimes calling in an old, educated<br />

yote isn't an option. In a last-ditch effort<br />

the author employed spot-and-stalk<br />

techniques to put the ol' dog down.<br />

bustle of the lowland agricultural buzz. With the forecast for wind<br />

and snow squalls I opted for an early-morning setup and instead of<br />

arriving at dawn I set my alarm for a jump start to sneak in under<br />

cover of darkness.<br />

My destination was a hay yard brimming with stacks of large round<br />

bales. In the dark I silently crawled to the top of a pile, propped my<br />

rille on its Harris bipod, then napped until shooting light arrived.<br />

My plan was loosely set, but I was squarely in the travel route of the<br />

coyotes and I'd use rodent squeaking, not blaring distress, to pique<br />

the curiosity of any coyote within earshot. With my elevated perch I<br />

had ample visibility to tip over any coyote approaching.<br />

Shooting light had arrived when, to my astonishment, a coyote<br />

had mimicked my plan. In a haystack not 80 yards away a frostcovered<br />

coyote stood, stretched and looked around. I slowly swung<br />

my rille towards the target, checked light levels and dropped it before<br />

it could leap from the stack. At the report two other napping coyotes,<br />

one light in color, bailed from the hay yard and dashed to thick<br />

cover before I could make it a double morning.<br />

Lesson learned: Hunt travel routes when coyotes ignore distress calls or<br />

coyote vocalizations.<br />

I The Loud Mouth<br />

Twice prior I'd sat in this<br />

long draw trying to call in a<br />

coyote using subdued coyote<br />

vocalizations. Twice before a<br />

hoarse, deep-sounding coyote<br />

answered aggressively, but<br />

would never close the distance.<br />

It conversed from the rim<br />

of a rugged canyon offering<br />

the perfect escape hatch to<br />

disappear in a flash. Halfway<br />

through the winter I decided<br />

to try the draw again and<br />

without disappointment the<br />

deep-toned coyote answered<br />

my howls. This time I shut<br />

up and waited, but as before,<br />

he was a no-show. Instead<br />

of moving on to greener<br />

coyote-calling pastures, I had<br />

the crazy notion of trying to<br />

spot and stalk this antisocial<br />

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Using terrain, I kept low and moved toward the canyon<br />

rim. It was a risky move since I surmised the coyote was<br />

likely bedded high and on alert. Hopefully it was busy<br />

hunting. When I reached the mesa near the canyon rim 1<br />

kept low and crawled to a nearby yucca plant to camouflage<br />

my surveillance. I was in the motion of pulling my Nikon<br />

binocular out to glass when I spotted a coyote peering at me<br />

from the other side of the small mesa. It had seen me, but<br />

wasn't sure of the threat. To get a clean shot I had to crawl<br />

another 10 yards to a small rise. Staying low on my belly and<br />

pushing my rifle ahead, I inched forward with the coyote<br />

clearly watching my slithering backside.<br />

I knew it was a long shot, but when I edged up the coyote<br />

was still there, but now he was obviously leery and slinking<br />

away. I barked to stop the coyote and it looked over its<br />

back for a now or never moment. My .204 cracked and the<br />

coyote took off. Had I missed? Rushing over to the location I<br />

immediately spotted blood and a short trailing job revealed a<br />

giant male coyote crashed permanently in a thicket.<br />

Lesson learned: You can spot and stalk coyotes, but it takes a slow,<br />

invisible approach to get within rifle range.<br />

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