Graphic pics... don't look if your a pussy!
My memory sucks... thats why I take pictures.
This morning while deer hunting with the Muzzle Loader I had a pair of coyotes follow my "Doe in Heat" scent trail and walk out at 175 yards in the field. They appeared quickly and the big male was very fast and almost immediately it was too far away. So I pulled on the smaller one and allowed for the stiff wind blowing at 25km left to right I held on her nose and squeezed one off!
I probably should have taken into account that I was shooting a .338 grain platinum power belt at 1930 fps inside 200 yards cuz I hit her right in the face!
Well I did not know that I had hit the coyote poorly cuz it spun about a turn and a half and ended upside down not moving. As I was reloading it regained conciousness started moving about and howling and yipping in pain... not cool... and actually got to it's feet.
I was watching the dog and pushing a new load down the pipe when it started to walk away....I pushed a primer in the nipple and closed the Thompson. BUNG.... clean miss... and now the coyote is running across the field at 200+. Dump everything in the snow... I grab a speed loader and reload while running after it.
I keep the primer wrapped in a dry patch on top of three triple seven pellets in the powder side of the speed loader and I usually stick the patch in my mouth then dump the pellets in the bore. Well I was running so hard while going through the mechanics of reloading that I swallowed and got the patch and primer caught in the back of my throat!
I managed to cough it back into my mouth and held it in my cheek while I pushed the bullet home... luckily the primer was still wrapped in the patch and dropped it on the nipple and closed the action. I watched the coyote going up a slight rise in the field so I pulled the legs out on the bipod wound the scope to 14X and dropped to a prone position.
Just as the coyote topped the rise she hestitated and turned her head. I guestimated the range at 200 yards, held the 200 yard reticle on the shoulder and made some smoke.
The feedback was the distinctive slap of a solid hit and the wind blew the smoke away fast enough to see her roll to a stop! Big relief for me, nothing worse than a wounded animal screaming in pain... even if it is one of the damn coyotes that has been screwing with my M/L hunt.
Anyway I hit a moving coyote with my new Pro Hunter at 175+ yards two out of three shots... not a bad way to draw first blood with a new rifle. Maybe if I kill a few more coyotes we wil start seeing the deer again... the howling at night here puts the coyote numbers at over a dozen.
Not the most memorable coyote hunt... but at least I could remember it from this morning.

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Here are some extremely graphic pics ... for what they are worth.
Shot #1 right in the fiddle of the mace....
Shot #3 wuz a little high... lucky for sure.