Busted !!!

[Kirkned]

Let's just say that there is just one less coyote in the world.

I'll explain. I set up in an area about two miles north of where Rocky and I had call a while back it was a large drainage that emptied into the Green River had lots of good side canyons and lots of good cover for the dogs to approach with numerous open shooting patches. I set the speaker in a thick sagebrush and moved back and to the right about 20 yards. I got in prone position and low in to the sage where I could monitor the field of fire for the aprroach of any varmint. I set there for what seemed like ten minutes but after checking the watch it was more like two. So I decided to hit the tape player and let the mornful cries loose. I saw movement on the ridge out about 1000 yards and thought here it comes I moved the rifle scope to my eye and clearly saw a large male coyote trotting my way. He did not seem to be in a great hurry but it was a steady trot. I lost him as he dipped into a channel out at about 700 yards and did not come out the other side like I had suspected. I then began to think did he see something he didn't like, did he wind me?? No, he was just using the cover to make his approach he re-appeared up the channel out about 300 yards staring straight at the bush with the speaker in it. He was cautious but delibrate. As he made his way to what he thought was dinner. I waited until he was behind a bush and lined up on him as he was making his final approach he again stopped at about 125 yards next to some rabbit brush and stared intently at the bush with the speaker in it. I centered the crosshairs of the the tasco on his chest and touched the trigger of the 6mm at the crack of the rifle I lost him in the scope but there was the familar wack of the 70 grain TNT bullet striking flesh. I recoved from the recoil of the Ruger and placed the scope were I had last seen the coyote. I saw him folded up right were he should have been staring right at the same bush that held the speaker he thought was dinner. I let the tape play for another five minutes with nothing to show. I walked the 125 yard to retrieve the yote and when I got there I looked down on one of the oldest coyotes I have ever seen. His front teeth were nearly down to the gums several were missing his left upper canine was gone and the lower right was broken he had what looked like a healed gunshot on his right hind leg. Yes, he was in bad shape likely would not have made it through this winter, but then who knows yotes are surprisingly tuff animals.

Kirkned