Duhhh
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My wife got to break her 22 creedmoor in this morning. We dropped the kids off at grandmas last night and hit the road at 5:30 this morning. We drove 2 hours to what I think is my number 1 area for calling.
Shes been trying to kill her first coyote for a while now. For some reason, every time she comes out with me, the coyotes are completely shut down. At this point, my 3 year old son has been on more coyote kills than she has. So I figured it was only fair for her to get the first crack at these spots.
The first stand started with some lone howls and we quickly found we were surrounded by coyotes. About 4 minutes in, we had 1 hard charging right to our down wind. She wasn’t quick enough to get on him before he went down into a ravine. As much as I wanted her to be the first shooter, I couldn’t let the coyote get away. I put an 80 grain Eldvt into that one at 130 yards and immediately played some pup distress. About a minute later, we had another hard charger but that one came in from straight down wind and right by the hill we had parked behind. We never got a shot.
2nd stand was a blank but our 3rd stand is where it all came together. That started with me leaving my gun in the truck and telling her that she’s gotta make it work. This stand is always 100% for me too. Basically we got a snipers hide, if the wind cooperates.
We get setup over looking a giant ravine and some cut banks. I let out some pup howls and the ravines erupt with coyotes. There’s a 150-160 inch muley rutting some doe’s in the distance too. I’m immediately thinking that we’re going to have some quick action so I tell her to get ready for a close shot. Well 15 minutes pass by and we’re just locked into a bunch of coyote trash talking. I got engaged in some challenge howls and barks with coyotes in a cut bank over from where we had recently got a coyote howling. Long story short, I end up pissing them off enough to get a triple to run over into our drainage. Only problem is our freaking wind switched and is now blowing directly towards them. I knew if they got into the ravine, we would get winded.
They were coming in pretty fast so I ranged the nearest cut bank they would have to cross before hitting our wind. It’s dead nuts at 350 yards.
Now my wife’s got ice in her veins when it comes time to killing stuff. Seriously, I have yet to see her miss when it comes time to kill. She’s just a little slow on the trigger. So I tell her to dial .7 and shoot as soon as I get the coyote to stop (thinking she’ll take a number of seconds before pulling the trigger). I’m getting ready to bark and the lead coyote checks up, lifts his nose, and turns ever so slightly. In my head, I’m thinking the gigs up and we’re winded. Well before I could even bark, she pulls the trigger and sends a 62 grain Eld-vt right into the heart! The coyote spins a bit and runs about 50 yards before bleeding out.
I look over at her and she’s completely shaking. She said she was sick from the adrenaline dump a little later. We walked down a picked up her male coyote.
I’m so pumped that she’s finally got to be on successfully stands and got to see the whole vocal scenario play out in real life.
We had to cut the morning short to go pick up the kids after that. There were a bunch of bird hunters walking around in some of my other calling spots anyways.
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