Wolf Down
Its been an interesting week. On Tuesday, the municipal council approved a bylaw amendment allowing 6 of us to hunt wolves and coyotes in two locations in the municipality where it would safe to discharge firearms. There have been numerous issues with particularly coyotes wandering the streets of town at all hours, and many complaints about them. We will be starting this weekend.
The day after the amendment, we were hit with a blizzard that lasted all day and dropped more than a foot of snow with much deeper drifts. My wife and I went out the following day on snowshoes to break a trail across the golf course in order to get some set locations. Even with snowshoes I was sinking past my knees in the deep snow.
Gunner 410 and My72Jeep were working today and other hunting partner was out of town. This morning it was -30C so I didn’t go out until noon. I stopped at Timmies and got a coffee to go and the lady serving wished me well and maybe I would get a wolf. I drove out and checked a few spots to see if there were any tracks. Nothing had moved so I headed to the powerline where we normally hunt. I decided to drive in and see if anything had crossed the road. As I got to the powerline I looked down where My72Jeep has a bait and a trail camera and there was a wolf standing in the centre of the line. It slowly walked into the treeline.
I drove past the opposite tree line and parked. I grabbed my gear and hustled back to the treeline. I stepped into the snowbank and promptly went to my waist. I didn’t have my snowshoes on and it took me close to 20 minutes to wade about 30 yards through snow that was between my knees and my thighs. At one point I stepped into a hole and was well above my waist.
I pounded out a spot in the snow and set up a folding step stool and sat down. I was pretty winded and it took me a minute or so to catch my breath. My side of the power line was in the shade and the side of the line the wolf walked into was in the bright sunshine. I didn’t bother to pull out the FoxPro electronic caller but pulled out my hand calls. I started calling with the Primos double reed jack rabbit call for about 30 seconds and stopped. I waited a couple of minutes and called again, and then repeated.
I kept scanning the far treeline and sure enough there was something diagonally across the line about 75 yards away that wasn’t there a few seconds before. I got the scope up and there was the wolf looking across in my direction. I put the scope on it and pulled the trigger. As soon as I shot, it did a couple of “twirlies” and ran into the trees. The trees are loaded with snow and I knew that going in after it was going to ugly and useless with the rifle. So I called my wife and asked her to bring me out my short barrelled shotgun.
I texted My72Jeep and after he swore at me he said he was on his way to give me a hand. We suited up with snowshoes and the sleigh and my wife showed up with the shotgun. We headed onto the line and started across. My wife snowshoed in the same trail I walked in and hit the same hole I did – she put her ski pole down and it sank right to the handle.
We found where it went into the trees and followed the tracks in the snow. There was no blood at first but after a few yards we found some. It only went about 15 yards and fell dead between two trees. We pulled it out to the line and took a few pictures. It is a medium sized male, probably about 60 lbs. For the first time I had a substantial exit wound with the 55 grain Nosler ballistic tip. There was a clementine sized exit wound on the opposite shoulder.
So back to town to buy another wolf / coyote tag, slide by Gunner410's place of employment to show him and his boss and then get it hung in the garage for skinning this weekend.