The 222 Remington Magnum

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You must cover a lot of ground or have one helluvah coyote population. Great shooting. How many would you shoot in an average season?
 
I shoot maybe 30-40 a year. There are lots around this year compared to other years.

I cover quite a bit of country but have a few favorite spots to start.
Todays story.
The weather is warm all week, today was supposed to be calm so I thought id try to find a badger. Upon arrival, daybreak at my favorite badger spot, pea soup fog. Badger hunt postponed for now.
So I tried a couple of open country coyote stands. Nothing. The third stand the fog was starting to lift and I shot a medium sized female. So I went looking for badgers again. I headed east into some new country. Lots of badger holes but no badgers. A few coyotes were spotted. So I went and asked permission to hunt and got the green light. By this time it was 11:30.
I called a brushy dam and shot a nice big male coyote at 200 yards. Then went driving around exploring this new ranch.
There was a small creek that looked promising. So I hid the truck behind a gas well and walked 150 yards to a small knoll, about 300 yards from the top of the creek. I loaded the gun with 5, stuck 2 in my pocket. Always carry 7. Its lucky.
I started calling. After about three minutes a coyote appeared and ran through my set, stopped on the exit and was shot at 125 yards or so. But it was hit high and needed another shot.
I started calling again and immediately a pair appeared at 200 yards to my right out of the short brush at the top of the creek. I shot the first one, the other popped out and started smelling it's dead friend and was shot as well.
I was down to one in the gun and two in my pocket so I fished them out and loaded them. Bullets.
I started calling again and after 5 minutes a pair was coming from the left. They took their time and the bigger one was shot at 150 yards, his partner took off running and was shot at 250 yards once she stopped to look back. Then instantly another had slipped in from the right while I was paying attention to the last pair. It was leaving due to all the shooting but hung up at 200 yards and was shot. The gun was empty and 6 coyotes lay dead in front of me on this stand. It was 1:30
The next stand further up the creek was dry. Then further down the creek had a coyote hang up way beyond where I could shoot.
It was getting warm and muddy now. 3 more late afternoon dry stands.
The ninth coyote was killed at 4:00.
I never saw a badger.

A great day to be a Remington!

 
That’s one helluvah hunt!! I had a buddy shoot six on one stand a few years back and I thought that was amazing. Thanks for sharing ur awesome hunt with us. I’ve Knicknamed ur truck “ The Carnage Wagon’” HaHa
 
That's awesome R.P.! Keep killing those prairie poodles as much as you can! They eat and kill upland and migratory eggs, migratory birds, upland birds and our deer. Great job!!! Do you sell them whole to that business near Patercia, Alberta?
 
Thanks Track.
Bruce moved from Patricia to Youngstown probably getting close to 10 years ago. I don’t sell my coyotes and I’m not sure he’s still buying.
There is more coyotes than deer now where I shot these. No exaggeration.
 
I have only shot one 222Mag. It was a Musgrave and I was on a sheep station in Australia, shooting kangaroos. Handloaded 55 gr Hornady soft points. Made fist sized exits in 150 pound roos.

I was a nice rifle, but I thought that if it was mine I would cut the barrel back an inch and re-chamber to 223.
 
Nosler is making 222 mag brass now, so it’s easier then it was 20 years ago.
I like the slight speed advantage over a 223 but 100 fps with a 40 gr bullet isn’t going change how it kills or what you can kill with it.
Most importantly it’s different and the gun it’s in is one of my favourites.
 
It was high time Bruce abandoned the Patricia yard, the stench was something else. Hauled truckloads of coyotes to him back in the day.
 
I never was there. Heard lots of stories. Sea cans full of pelts. Hutterite boys skinning and stretching. The stench was the smell of money.
 
I’m sure those were Mennonite lads doing the skinning and one of their women running the sewing machine stitching up holes.
Rows of coyotes stacked like logs at a mill yard. I’d sell Bruce coyotes and he would sell me Angus bulls. Lots of Rum under the bridge .
 
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