DMP25-06
Well-Known Member
Thank all of you for your remembrances and hunting stories . I am enjoying each and every one of them . Your story telling is outstanding , I can envision myself trailing along with you on these hunts .
I think that some of you should get together , collaborate , and write a book , or several books , about your coyote hunting experiences . I think that the book/books would sell .
I am almost 70 now , and have lived all of my life in Fort Worth , Texas area . Densely populated , and no public lands nearby , so my hunting was always done with yearly out-of-state trips to New Mexico , Colorado , Wyoming , and 1 trip to Montana .
In 1996 , my 2 brothers , 1 friend , and I were lucky enough to be drawn for Antelope tags in the unit that is bounded on south by I-80 , east boundary is a county road that runs north out of Wamsutter , Wyoming . and western boundary is about 40 miles west of Wamsutter . I think that it was unit 60 , or maybe 61 .
All 4 of us got nice Antelope within the first 3 days of hunting , so we decided to try calling coyotes with a mouth-blown call . We set up , just below the top of a short bluff , backed-up against the side of the embankment , facing south , into the 10-15 mph breeze , watching a narrow drainage , about 50 yards wide , that ran to the south for over 1/2 mile .
After sitting quietly for about 20 minutes , I began calling , and within 1 or 2 minutes at the most , I spotted 4 coyotes coming in to the call from the far south end of the arroyo , at a dead run , all side by side , and as I watched them bounding up , over , and down the gently rolling terrain , all that I could think of was the music to the TV series " BONANZA ". With the 4 coyotes running towards us , in my mind , I could see Ben , Adam , Hoss , and Little Joe , all riding their horses towards us .
At a distance of about 75 yards , I awakened from my daydream , and realized that neither of my 2 brothers or my friend had yet seen the coyotes . At 50 yards , my youngest brother finally saw them and locked in on 1 .
I was sitting on the far left side , so I fired 1st shot at coyote on farthest to my left . My youngest brother shot 1 from the 3rd position , my friend next to me never shot , even though he had a shotgun , and all 4 coyotes had closed to within 35 yards . My brother on the far right side of our set-up never got a shot , due to obstructed view , and I shot another as they were high-tailing it away from us . 3 coyotes with 3 shots , out of a group of 4 that had come into the call .
It was an exhilarating experience , to say the least !
I did some research on coyote hunting that area after returning home to Texas , and found information that coyote hunting contests were sometimes held in that area that was called the Red Desert and Basin of the Continental Divide . I had always hoped to return to hunt coyotes in those contests , but never did .
Well , enough of my story .
I truly envy you men and women that live in the wide-open Western States .
Keep your stories coming .
DMP25-06
I think that some of you should get together , collaborate , and write a book , or several books , about your coyote hunting experiences . I think that the book/books would sell .
I am almost 70 now , and have lived all of my life in Fort Worth , Texas area . Densely populated , and no public lands nearby , so my hunting was always done with yearly out-of-state trips to New Mexico , Colorado , Wyoming , and 1 trip to Montana .
In 1996 , my 2 brothers , 1 friend , and I were lucky enough to be drawn for Antelope tags in the unit that is bounded on south by I-80 , east boundary is a county road that runs north out of Wamsutter , Wyoming . and western boundary is about 40 miles west of Wamsutter . I think that it was unit 60 , or maybe 61 .
All 4 of us got nice Antelope within the first 3 days of hunting , so we decided to try calling coyotes with a mouth-blown call . We set up , just below the top of a short bluff , backed-up against the side of the embankment , facing south , into the 10-15 mph breeze , watching a narrow drainage , about 50 yards wide , that ran to the south for over 1/2 mile .
After sitting quietly for about 20 minutes , I began calling , and within 1 or 2 minutes at the most , I spotted 4 coyotes coming in to the call from the far south end of the arroyo , at a dead run , all side by side , and as I watched them bounding up , over , and down the gently rolling terrain , all that I could think of was the music to the TV series " BONANZA ". With the 4 coyotes running towards us , in my mind , I could see Ben , Adam , Hoss , and Little Joe , all riding their horses towards us .
At a distance of about 75 yards , I awakened from my daydream , and realized that neither of my 2 brothers or my friend had yet seen the coyotes . At 50 yards , my youngest brother finally saw them and locked in on 1 .
I was sitting on the far left side , so I fired 1st shot at coyote on farthest to my left . My youngest brother shot 1 from the 3rd position , my friend next to me never shot , even though he had a shotgun , and all 4 coyotes had closed to within 35 yards . My brother on the far right side of our set-up never got a shot , due to obstructed view , and I shot another as they were high-tailing it away from us . 3 coyotes with 3 shots , out of a group of 4 that had come into the call .
It was an exhilarating experience , to say the least !
I did some research on coyote hunting that area after returning home to Texas , and found information that coyote hunting contests were sometimes held in that area that was called the Red Desert and Basin of the Continental Divide . I had always hoped to return to hunt coyotes in those contests , but never did .
Well , enough of my story .
I truly envy you men and women that live in the wide-open Western States .
Keep your stories coming .
DMP25-06
