I wasn't very good at howling yet; I had visited with Bill Austin and was learning some of the things that went along with howling and den hunting. I went up to the lower pasture just before the canyon at about 7500 feet got set up in some rocks after slipping up a deep draw and started doing the locator howls. After a few series of howls, I got a reply from two adults and some pups. One of the adults talked as it came but one of them just came in the sound of it was higher pitched so I figured it was a female. They came over to a cow trail on the side of a hill in the next pasture over stood barking and doing sharp short howls at me I watched them doing marks peeing on short sage brush and craping, doing kickbacks, but they were not coming any closer. I messed with them for a while then figured that I wasn't in their area and that the pair I had killed from where I was set up a couple of days before were the owners of my location and the others weren't crossing into it. I slipped out to my truck and went hunting farther up on the mountain till thunderstorms rolled in. The next morning, I went back up and around to the other side of the hill they had been one the day before made my way up a steep road to the top of the ridge and hid my truck found me a good place to set up and call and was just setting glassing the area. When I noticed the buzzards circling, I started really glassing the area and there on the side of the hill near the top I saw a buzzard eating on something that looked like a coyote. I slipped over closer and stayed below the skyline sure enough it was a coyote that the buzzard was eating on, so I made my way over to it and saw another adult and five pups with burn marks on them, nature did my job for me this time. That is the same pasture where I had my son drive through the gate while I was closing the gate I bent down to put the lower loop on the post when lightning struck the fence up the road and knocked me off of my feet. I got the gate closed got in the truck and my son was excited and big eyed he said I know what they mean when they say balls of fire, I saw one rolling down the fence did you see it. No son I didn't see it I had other things going on lets go home you drive till we get to the paved road. It's been an interesting life for me for sure.
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