Here's a thread you may find interesting. This guy is real knowledgeable. And instead of hunting one at a time. Take out the dens. It will have a bigger impact. He explains what to look for, etc. I have yet to read the whole thread for it's long. But you may find some helpful tips along the way.
https://www.longrangehunting.com/posts/1883214/bookmark
I followed their tracks with the snow on the ground trying hard to find their den. I wanted to find the den and eliminate them all there.
I went crazy following tracks in the snow. I'm no spring chicken but it is hard to hike up steep terrain in 2-3 feet of snow. Tracks cross tracks that cross tracks and eventually I am confused and winded.
I figured with the snow, I'd easily be able to find them. No.
The other day I was walking down my driveway and realized I felt I was being watched. Its very rural so neighbors are spread out pretty thin. I was about 100 yards down the driveway and I realize in the middle of a snow field about 400 yards out in front of me, there was a major sized coyote looking right at me. I stopped. I turned around and headed back to the house looking over my shoulder. A little dot in the snow then moved and it had been another crouching coyote that was much smaller, which joined the big one. They were headed east and I had been headed north. I was pretty sure I knew where they were headed.
I got back into the house, grabbed my AR. It has a 10 inch barrel and a 1-4 power scope. Rounds are 2600 fps out of the muzzle. So not great. It was what was handy.
I went out the back door and and headed east myself. Directly east out my back door it slopes down and then ends up a cliff that overlooks a canyon. I figured they were headed down a draw that puts them at the floor of that canyon. If they were headed down that draw I'd be concealed by terrain until hopefully I could get into a firing position.
I was almost to the part where it turns to cliff, I was very exposed there and noticed the coyotes were already down there. I was too late. They were standing still and looking around. I could have sat down in the snow and tried for a shot right there or moved just 10 more feet to this big rock that would provide a bench of sorts. I chose to bench. As soon as I moved another inch they made me.
They started running east at about half coyote speed. So I got to the rock and clicked it off safe, steadied as best I could while sort of winded from my walk in the deep snow. I took the shot. I missed.
But now they went to greyhound speed and were out of there. East and up the other side of the canyon like it was flat ground.
I drove down to where the road was closest to where I'd saw them down there and started hiking with the AR. I figured if they were afraid after getting shot at, maybe they'd go straight to their den.
I saw their tracks which were light over the packed snow. I could see they were bold at the front which is what they look like when they run.
Then I found the bullet strike in the snow, it wasn't that far from their tracks. Like about 6 inches left. I didn't feel as bad about my miss. I always feel like an idiot when I miss.
But right after the bullet strike the tracks change to barely perceptible. I followed them and followed them. According to my GPS, I hiked 1.6 miles through that snow and up terrain. I definitely got a workout for my heart for sure!
I was going up a snow field and then the tracks just disappeared into thin frikn air!
Exasperating.
Finding their den, would be very very satisfying.