Nice going Gobblergetter, and glad you are back.
Yesterday, suddenly, I got the urge to hunt from the cabin again, even though I haven't seen a coyote in over three months. Deer were out everywhere yesterday and I thought perhaps it might be a good night. I hoped to get on a couple of skunks the trail cameras have caught recently, but of all unexpected things, a coyote showed up. But, I must say that I am feeling rather sick today. The coyote got away, another first for me. Seems this is a season of firsts, with my first missed deer earlier in the season, and now a wounded and un-recovered coyote.
After the shot last night, I pondered whether to check to see if he was lying in the tall grass at the edge of where he was standing when I shot. I saw him fall and roll into the grass. I finally decided to go out and check, and hoped that I wouldn't scare another one off by being out. I expected to find it lying there or on the bank between the lower road and the cabin path. It was snowing a bit and I thought if I waited until morning, I might not be able to track it just in case it ran off.
The coyote went down the bank to the tram road, then down the hill from that and into a rocky hillside. It was slippery going down there, especially by flashlight, in the snow. I tracked it around the hillside for about 100 yards and suddenly it jumped up within 15 yards of me and ran down the hillside. I didn't see it where it was lying. It was crippled pretty bad but could still move. I had my Kimber 45 with me but was unable to get a shot since it happened so quickly.
There was a large pool of blood where the coyote was lying. At that point I saw it's eyes via flashlight, close to another 100 yards down the hill. I decided at that point to return to the cabin and wait until morning to resume tracking. I was hoping to find it dead. Unfortunately that wasn't the case.
This morning I resumed tracking and picked up the blood trail near the area where I saw it's eyes last night. I followed the trail maybe another 100 yards further down the hollow, crossed our farm boundary and onto company land (where I can hunt). After going a ways, it was clear the coyote was headed to the thick stuff.
Suddenly it jumped up again within 15 yards of me and ran into the most awful tangle of mountain laurel and blown-down trees that you have ever seen. I fired once with the 17 Rem just hoping to stop it, but I didn't hit it.
Here is where the coyote bedded up last night.
You can see the blood where the coyote lay last night.
And here is what it looks like beyond the bedding place. Terribly thick. I can't even begin to walk through that.
The coyote was bedded under the blown-down logs that go over top of the rock.
I gave up the chase after the coyote went into that thicket. The thicket covers the whole hillside going down the hollow for quite a ways, so there was no hope of me getting it.
I know that hindsight is a wonderful thing in reflecting on what "should have been" but seems it's always a learning experience from one event to another.
First, I shouldn't have taken the shot. The coyote was at the upper end of the bait site when I first turned on the IR. He jumped and ran down the hillside and turned as if he were coming directly toward the cabin. I took a shot at him moving and should not have. I guess I was under pressure to get him since it has been so long since I have seen one, 3 months and 1 week to be exact. That quick decision cost me.
Second, in hindsight, if I would have had a shotgun with me when tracking I probably could have got him this morning and definitely last night. I even thought about returning home this morning and getting a 22 rifle with a low mag scope, or a shotgun, but decided not to. That cost me too.
This is the 10th coyote I have shot from at the cabin site, and the first to get away from me. I shot one other coyote with the 6x45, perfect hit, but it ran maybe 40 yards. All others went down at the site. This coyote broke my record, but it was clearly my fault. I feel sick at the moment, and also feel for the coyote since he will have a hard time hunting, if he survives.
I guess my poor decision last night further illustrates the need for all of us to try to make clean shots and kills and to not rush a shot.