Yesterday I took a friend out coyote hunting; he had been out before but never had the chance to shoot one. So I had formulated a good game plan (so I thought) and new exactly where to take him. The night before I made sure I had ammo, scope was sighted in, call had batteries, camo was all laid out, and the truck had gas. I was ready.
My buddy showed up on time and we got out the door at 0630 and made it to our first stand and got in place before 0700. the sun still wasn't up yet so I relaxed for a min to make sure I hadn't forgotten anything, after a good check over I gave my friend the "ready" nod and hit play on the good ol’ dyin’ jackrabbit. After a couple serenades of the jack had failed to produce I hit the challenge howl, apparently that woke them up because I counted 3 different packs howling back at us. Yes! I thought this was gonna be good, but still nothing. After trying different howls and jack combos I knew these guys weren't coming in today so we decided to hit up another spot. Just as we made it to the truck we heard a coyote bark and howl about 400-500 yards away. Immediately we hit the ground and proceeded to use the challenge howl again, still no luck.
We made it to the second stand fairly quickly and got settled in. I started off with the same combo of jack and challenge howl. Almost immediately we had a pack off to our 2 o'clock position howl back at us. After a couple rounds of howling back and forth we had a dog bark at us from the back side of this hill from across the ravine. After trying different calls and squeaks we left with our rifles still clean and unfired.
The third spot yielded nothing at all not even a yip which didn't surprise me as I had only taken one dog from that spot and I always thought that it was just by luck the coyote had been there.
The fourth and last stand had been fairly productive for me and my other hunting buddies in the past and it had been a long time since anyone had hunted there as evident by the long grass that had grown in the road. After getting settled in, I hit the same jack and howl combo that never fails to produce dogs, and again after a lengthy session of jack and howl we heard a single coyote bark at us from a long ways out. After finally accepting that today was a win for the coyotes we loaded up and took the back roads home hoping to catch a coyote in the field or even a badger, but of course nothing.
So last night as I’m sitting at work thinking about what went wrong or what I should have done and why they didn’t come in I decide to get my mouth calls out of the truck and practice in the hanger. As I stepped out back of the hanger to catch some fresh air I hear a coyote bark off across the flight line so I ran in and got my calls and headed out back. I gave a couple challenge and juvenile howls and barks but got no response. A few minutes go by and friend came out to smoke and wanted to hear the dying rabbit call. After a few good blasts I figure that its time to get back to work when out of the corner of my eye I see him , standing there , we had no idea how long he had been there, he was in the open at about 70 yards almost to mock me and say ha-ha.
Since there is no hunting on base we just watched the coyote disappear in to the night as quickly as he had appeared. I have this feeling that is going to be a long coyote season this year.
Me on the left.
