Yup, Its here! Lol Good 4" of snow last night and it's -15 right now. Says -25 tomorrow morning. Go time!
My coyote season. New Update 02-22-2022
- Thread starter Yotarunner
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Yup, Its here! Lol Good 4" of snow last night and it's -15 right now. Says -25 tomorrow morning. Go time!
cdn1canhunt
CGN frequent flyer
- Location
- southwestern ontario
Yes sir here too. Song dogs beware..we’re coming for you! Good luck out there friends time to thin the pack!
Yotarunner
CGN Regular
- Location
- Eastern Alberta
Yup mites cause them to lose all the long guard hairs along the back and neck which is the most valuable portion of the hide. Some guys will mess with trying to salvage em but long story short it's not worth dragging em to the truck.
Yotarunner
CGN Regular
- Location
- Eastern Alberta
2022/01/03
Well this one is from early this year before the snow fell but since I find myself stuck in a hospital waiting room with nothing else to do I may as well throw this hunt on here too.
Early November the timing was not right to be able to go out deer or moose hunting but the one Saturday morning I found some time to head out on a morning hunt.
With a calm west wind I knew exactly where I was headed. A spot discovered last year overlooking a vast meadow of hay bales and meandering creeks was my intended target.
Upon arrival I peeked above the bank of the old lease I had parked in to see a coyote mousing his way along the creek. With no real hide to speak of I slowly crept my way to a bale that would provide adequate cover to sit against.
To my amazement the coyote was too pre occupied with mousing to see me so I made it to the bale safely.
The trusty bite reed was brought into play and it took no more than a few cries before the coyote was headed in on a string.
The coyote conveniently dropped below a rise to give me time to raise the shotgun. At 35 yards he crested the hill to be met with a load of Hornaday #4buck.
As I barely blew on it the first time I went back to the bite reed for a more appealing loud display of rabbit dismay.
Like coyotes are apt to do a scan of the field produced a coyote sitting out in the open like a miraculous apparition.
This coyote must have been one that I left for seed last year as it was way more cautious coming in.
It took another few cries before I was able to unstick this coyote from its seat but it now slowly began to make its way in.
As I watched it slowly circle around me I knew something would have to be done soon as it knew something was up so when it stopped at 200 yards I let him have it with the 20 practical and the 32gr vmax put him down for good.
Never did get to use the new foxpro on this one.
PXL_20211107_145158439.MP by brad , on Flickr
Well this one is from early this year before the snow fell but since I find myself stuck in a hospital waiting room with nothing else to do I may as well throw this hunt on here too.
Early November the timing was not right to be able to go out deer or moose hunting but the one Saturday morning I found some time to head out on a morning hunt.
With a calm west wind I knew exactly where I was headed. A spot discovered last year overlooking a vast meadow of hay bales and meandering creeks was my intended target.
Upon arrival I peeked above the bank of the old lease I had parked in to see a coyote mousing his way along the creek. With no real hide to speak of I slowly crept my way to a bale that would provide adequate cover to sit against.
To my amazement the coyote was too pre occupied with mousing to see me so I made it to the bale safely.
The trusty bite reed was brought into play and it took no more than a few cries before the coyote was headed in on a string.
The coyote conveniently dropped below a rise to give me time to raise the shotgun. At 35 yards he crested the hill to be met with a load of Hornaday #4buck.
As I barely blew on it the first time I went back to the bite reed for a more appealing loud display of rabbit dismay.
Like coyotes are apt to do a scan of the field produced a coyote sitting out in the open like a miraculous apparition.
This coyote must have been one that I left for seed last year as it was way more cautious coming in.
It took another few cries before I was able to unstick this coyote from its seat but it now slowly began to make its way in.
As I watched it slowly circle around me I knew something would have to be done soon as it knew something was up so when it stopped at 200 yards I let him have it with the 20 practical and the 32gr vmax put him down for good.
Never did get to use the new foxpro on this one.
PXL_20211107_145158439.MP by brad , on Flickrcdn1canhunt
CGN frequent flyer
- Location
- southwestern ontario
2022/01/03
Well this one is from early this year before the snow fell but since I find myself stuck in a hospital waiting room with nothing else to do I may as well throw this hunt on here
Early November the timing was not right to be able to go out deer or moose hunting but the one Saturday morning I found some time to head out on a morning hunt.
With a calm west wind I knew exactly where I was headed. A spot discovered last year overlooking a vast meadow of hay bales and meandering creeks was my intended target.
Upon arrival I peeked above the bank of the old lease I had parked in to see a coyote mousing his way along the creek. With no real hide to speak of I slowly crept my way to a bale that would provide adequate cover to sit against.
To my amazement the coyote was too pre occupied with mousing to see me so I made it to the bale safely.
The trusty bite reed was brought into play and it took no more than a few cries before the coyote was headed in on a string.
The coyote conveniently dropped below a rise to give me time to raise the shotgun. At 35 yards he crested the hill to be met with a load of Hornaday #4buck.
As I barely blew on it the first time I went back to the bite reed for a more appealing loud display of rabbit dismay.
Like coyotes are apt to do a scan of the field produced a coyote sitting out in the open like a miraculous apparition.
This coyote must have been one that I left for seed last year as it was way more cautious coming in.
It took another few cries before I was able to unstick this coyote from its seat but it now slowly began to make its way in.
As I watched it slowly circle around me I knew something would have to be done soon as it knew something was up so when it stopped at 200 yards I let him have it with the 20 practical and the 32gr vmax put him down for good.
Never did get to use the new foxpro on this one.
Great read, fantastic pictures. Envious of your hunting opportunities. Thanks for posting. They motivate me to get out there after em.
Yotarunner
CGN Regular
- Location
- Eastern Alberta
So it's been a while since I could get out but this week I have managed to get back in the swing of things. The warm wet weather has not been ideal for calling so for the last few stands all I have gotten is wet. Though I did manage to snap this cool picture during a bout of freezing rain.
PXL_20220120_234750047._exported_167_1642783913593 by brad , on Flickr
This afternoon at work it had finally cooled down and with a nice light east wind my plans were made to head back to my east wind honey hole once again. Before Christmas I had a absolute goat rope of a stand here resulting in 5 rounds fired and only one coyote down.
Knowing there was more coyotes here and not wanting to use the same sounds as before, the foxpro x2s was brought along to accompany the hand calls.
I walked in carefully scanning for coyotes as I went and sure enough right when i was placing the foxpro I locked eyes with a pair that had been sleeping not 100 yards away.
With them long gone I worried that the stand had been blown. With no time to move I sat down against my rock and from my lanyard pulled out a new open reed howler i had just recently made.
The lonesome howls had barely finished echoing across the pasture when like an apparition a coyote appeared 100 yards in front of me.
The large male stood there scanning for the intruder or potential mate but not seeing anything didn't move. Thinking to be sneaky I pressed play on mouse squeaks on the foxpro but nothing happened. Vole squeaks and volume up didn't work either. It was then I realized I had neglected to turn the dang thing on!
So back to old school. A few lip squeaks brought the cagey old male in a little closer but it was apparent that he didn't want to break cover without seeing a valid reason to do so.
When he turned his head slightly I sat up and with a boom and a WHUMP his ticket was punched.
The coyote died to the left of the barrel above the rock along the treeline.
PXL_20220125_000340876.PANO by https://www.flickr.com/photos/185799180@N08/, on Flickr
Here's the custom homemade howler that did him in.
PXL_20220125_002000702.MP by brad , on Flickr
He was a pretty big bugger that surprised me when he only weighed in at 32lbs
PXL_20220125_002249896.MP by brad , on Flickr
For those interested in just my photos my Instagram is @trophy_country_coyotes
PXL_20220120_234750047._exported_167_1642783913593 by brad , on FlickrThis afternoon at work it had finally cooled down and with a nice light east wind my plans were made to head back to my east wind honey hole once again. Before Christmas I had a absolute goat rope of a stand here resulting in 5 rounds fired and only one coyote down.
Knowing there was more coyotes here and not wanting to use the same sounds as before, the foxpro x2s was brought along to accompany the hand calls.
I walked in carefully scanning for coyotes as I went and sure enough right when i was placing the foxpro I locked eyes with a pair that had been sleeping not 100 yards away.
With them long gone I worried that the stand had been blown. With no time to move I sat down against my rock and from my lanyard pulled out a new open reed howler i had just recently made.
The lonesome howls had barely finished echoing across the pasture when like an apparition a coyote appeared 100 yards in front of me.
The large male stood there scanning for the intruder or potential mate but not seeing anything didn't move. Thinking to be sneaky I pressed play on mouse squeaks on the foxpro but nothing happened. Vole squeaks and volume up didn't work either. It was then I realized I had neglected to turn the dang thing on!
So back to old school. A few lip squeaks brought the cagey old male in a little closer but it was apparent that he didn't want to break cover without seeing a valid reason to do so.
When he turned his head slightly I sat up and with a boom and a WHUMP his ticket was punched.
The coyote died to the left of the barrel above the rock along the treeline.
PXL_20220125_000340876.PANO by https://www.flickr.com/photos/185799180@N08/, on FlickrHere's the custom homemade howler that did him in.
PXL_20220125_002000702.MP by brad , on FlickrHe was a pretty big bugger that surprised me when he only weighed in at 32lbs
PXL_20220125_002249896.MP by brad , on FlickrFor those interested in just my photos my Instagram is @trophy_country_coyotes
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So it's been a while since I could get out but this week I have managed to get back in the swing of things. The warm wet weather has not been ideal for calling so for the last few stands all I have gotten is wet. Though I did manage to snap this cool picture during a bout of freezing rain.
This afternoon at work it had finally cooled down and with a nice light east wind my plans were made to head back to my east wind honey hole once again. Before Christmas I had a absolute goat rope of a stand here resulting in 5 rounds fired and only one coyote down.
Knowing there was more coyotes here and not wanting to use the same sounds as before, the foxpro x2s was brought along to accompany the hand calls.
I walked in carefully scanning for coyotes as I went and sure enough right when i was placing the foxpro I locked eyes with a pair that had been sleeping not 100 yards away.
With them long gone I worried that the stand had been blown. With no time to move I sat down against my rock and from my lanyard pulled out a new open reed howler i had just recently made.
The lonesome howls had barely finished echoing across the pasture when like an apparition a coyote appeared 100 yards in front of me.
The large male stood there scanning for the intruder or potential mate but not seeing anything didn't move. Thinking to be sneaky I pressed play on mouse squeaks on the foxpro but nothing happened. Vole squeaks and volume up didn't work either. It was then I realized I had neglected to turn the dang thing on!
So back to old school. A few lip squeaks brought the cagey old male in a little closer but it was apparent that he didn't want to break cover without seeing a valid reason to do so.
When he turned his head slightly I sat up and with a boom and a WHUMP his ticket was punched.
The coyote died to the left of the barrel above the rock along the treeline.
Here's the custom homemade howler that did him in.
He was a pretty big bugger that surprised me when he only weighed in at 32lbs
That first scenery shot is The Money Shot !!!
Very Cool !!!
Rob
Great pics and great reading too. Nice to see someone out there really trying to thin the herd and help out the local big game populations too. I have been out for ten sets so far this year, and knocked down two coyotes, snow is getting deep here so I am going to have to start using my snowshoes to get around, hopefully the upcoming breeding season I can get a few more takers and "punch some tickets" as it were. Thanks for the great post, keep the pics coming!
Yotarunner
CGN Regular
- Location
- Eastern Alberta
Well with a newborn at home the chances to get out have really dwindled.
I managed to get out for one quick stand that was so rushed I never got pictures. Long story short a small female came in to pup distress and I whiffed the shot, hit guts, made a mess, and rushed home with my bloody messy coyote.
Yesterday though.
On my way home from work I decided to take a small backroad that leads past some really thick bush that is well known for having coyotes. My plan being to hopefully spot coyotes from the road then park and double back on foot to coax em into the open for a shot.
Sure enough I spotted a foreign lump on top of a dugout bank 300 yards off the road. With 220swift in hand I silently made my way through the bush. With waning cover and a solid view of the big sleeping coyote I setup for my shot and with a CRACK and a WHOPP the coyote crumpled even further and slid down the bank.
Upon further inspection this was a real old dog with wore down teeth that seemed huge. After weighing him he only tipped the scales at 35 lb but still impressive to catch him sleeping out in the open! Checkout @trophy_country_coyotes on Instagram for more pics
PXL_20220221_224425474.MP by brad , on Flickr
I managed to get out for one quick stand that was so rushed I never got pictures. Long story short a small female came in to pup distress and I whiffed the shot, hit guts, made a mess, and rushed home with my bloody messy coyote.
Yesterday though.
On my way home from work I decided to take a small backroad that leads past some really thick bush that is well known for having coyotes. My plan being to hopefully spot coyotes from the road then park and double back on foot to coax em into the open for a shot.
Sure enough I spotted a foreign lump on top of a dugout bank 300 yards off the road. With 220swift in hand I silently made my way through the bush. With waning cover and a solid view of the big sleeping coyote I setup for my shot and with a CRACK and a WHOPP the coyote crumpled even further and slid down the bank.
Upon further inspection this was a real old dog with wore down teeth that seemed huge. After weighing him he only tipped the scales at 35 lb but still impressive to catch him sleeping out in the open! Checkout @trophy_country_coyotes on Instagram for more pics
PXL_20220221_224425474.MP by brad , on Flickr
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Well with a newborn at home the chances to get out have really dwindled.
I managed to get out for one quick stand that was so rushed I never got pictures. Long story short a small female came in to pup distress and I whiffed the shot, hit guts, made a mess, and rushed home with my bloody messy coyote.
Yesterday though.
On my way home from work I decided to take a small backroad that leads past some really thick bush that is well known for having coyotes. My plan being to hopefully spot coyotes from the road then park and double back on foot to coax em into the open for a shot.
Sure enough I spotted a foreign lump on top of a dugout bank 300 yards off the road. With 220swift in hand I silently made my way through the bush. With waning cover and a solid view of the big sleeping coyote I setup for my shot and with a CRACK and a WHOPP the coyote crumpled even further and slid down the bank.
Upon further inspection this was a real old dog with wore down teeth that seemed huge. After weighing him he only tipped the scales at 35 lb but still impressive to catch him sleeping out in the open! Checkout @trophy_country_coyotes on Instagram for more pics
Yup, nice going and obviously caught this one with his guard down.
Congrats and Thanks for sharing.
Rob
