Toughest critters I have ever seen

I have been using 45 and 50 gr JHP's out of a 22-250 when I am looking to save fur but come spring through summer, yes we can hunt them year round here and I do, being fur friendly goes out the window at that time of year and it's Federal V-Shok 55 grain Nosler Ballistic Tips then. There is not even a twitch then!!
I do not offer an opinion just the fact that I have killed 45 coyotes in the last 3 winters . Used 4 cal. .223 , .222 Mag. , .222 & .22 Hornet.
I shoot for the middle of chest in all cases. Normally they hit the ground @ the shot. Sometimes the Hornet shot ones run a MAX. of 50 yds.
pumping blood like a garden hose the whole 50 yds. The Hornet's thin bullet jacket explodes & like small razors cut in all directions.

I like variety in the guns I hunt with. ,,,,,,,,,,, Frank
 
They do stink don't they

Wow are you right.

This was my first one, taken with a .50 cal ML and a 300 grain SST sabot. Stunk like it had already been dead three weeks....

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This fellow, a pretty popular/good coyote hunter just posted a story of how he went back the next day to find the coyote he shot....check out his story.

The next morning, I returned and called for 18 minutes with no takers. I then walked over toward where I heard the twigs breaking the night prior. I didn't walk ten yards when I saw the coyote laying in the hedgerow. I had walked right past it in the darkness.

I was thrilled and set my gun aside as i prepared to fight my way through the multitude of fallen branches and sticks that clogged the hedgerow. I grabbed the coyote and fought my way back to the bean field. Of course, the coyote got hung up on every limb and branch in sight.

After six yards of torment i tossed the coyote on the flat ground of the bean field. Then it happened... The coyote sat up and was staring at me!!! I couldn't believe my eyes!! I grabbed my rifle and shot the coyote to end the saga... once and for all!!


crazy tough buggers for sure....
 
I've found that wounded and/or trapped coyotes, who cannot flee and have figured out that you are the one that beat them so bad will go into a state of un-conditional surrender and submission. You can drag them around and probably juggle them if you had three. I can sometimes get one to bite my boot if I practically stick it in his mouth, but they look embarrassed and sorry about it.

Years back we had some coyotes that had learned to follow the rig and eat out of the lunch box. They were a long ways from tame, but weren't really scared of people as long as there was a bit of distance between them and you. Anyway, one got braver and started biting people on the ankles, perhaps trying to make you drop whatever you are carrying. He tried that trick on me once, and I greeted him the second time with a half a can of bear mace. He stumbled into the bush and pawed his eyeballs for awhile then came back and laid on the ground at my feet belly in the air. I know that he knew I biting him somehow, and had come back to get me to stop doing it. I could have kicked him like a soccer ball but instead gave him the other half of the can.

As an aside, I lost any faint confidence I might have had in pepper as a bear defence.
 
I agree with your assessment Dogleg, wolves on the over hand will fight to the bitter end. A wolf will chew its own leg off to escape, and still be ready to fight.
 
I've found that wounded and/or trapped coyotes, who cannot flee and have figured out that you are the one that beat them so bad will go into a state of un-conditional surrender and submission. You can drag them around and probably juggle them if you had three.

Yup.

Last winter on the drive to work I saw a young coyote "laying" on the highway, with his head up watching traffic. A hopped up 4x4 drove right over top him as I passed; with the dog just laying there watching the rig travel over top. I knew he had been hit by a vehicle, and I am a hunter myself, but could not bear to leave him on the road in traffic, being terrorized. I pulled over and a couple more vehicles narrowly missed squashing him. Once it was safe, I approached from the rear and picked him up by the scruff of the neck and under the butt.

He was still very much alive, but made no protest, or attempt to bite me. I put him on the floor of the passenger side of my car, where he lay watching me, and I took him to Natural Resources to see what they wanted done with him. A lady vet took him and called me at work a couple of hours later, telling me he had no internal injuries, but had two broken legs and they were putting him down.

I'm sure he was in shock, but he was a pretty darn gentle "wild animal" for for the half hour or so I was with him.
 
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