Been a minute since I've posted a picture or story so I thought I'd share a recent hunt with a buddy of mine from Tennessee.
He drove 6 hours to my house and as soon as he got here the badgering started immediately (like always). Last month I took him out one night and we shot 10, every coyote he shot had to be shot again so I dubbed him the "Tennessee Crippler"....... Me being a huge fan of negative reinforcement I've rode him non-stop so he was anxious to redeem his shot placement!!
We ate supper and was discussing a game plan, I informed him that I understand why he was so terrible and it was out of his control, it was genetics. Way back in my buddies DNA from the mountains of Appalachia he's related to the Whittaker family in West Virginia that became the YouTube sensation called "Soft White Underbelly". It's a documentary about the most inbred family in America and it was his kin, being totally out of his ability and I promised to stop the hazing.....temporarily...... until he crippled one then it was game on!!
As we watched YouTube ( hed never seen the documentary) and ate supper I helped narration and pointed the similarities to motivate my friend, needless to say, the methods I learned at Ft Benning Georgia as a private in the Infantry was a great tool to help motivation with others and I made sure to pass the art of negative reinforcement along to my good friend!
Once it got dark we drove to our first stand and killed a pair right out of the gate that started a pace to what would be an awesome night. Singles, doubles, triples, quads, we killed it all, and all on video. This was just one of those nights that the coyotes came in on a string, all night long.
When the smoke finally cleared, we killed 14 coyotes, lost 2 in tall weeds (fell dead on video) and one fell dead in a deep creek that we couldn't recover. We had multiple missed opportunities also where we should have shot but was trying to get others to stop and lost out but should have killed around 3 or 4 more. The night ended at daylight, the Tennessee Crippler was redeemed and we had an amazing night that neither of us will ever forget, tired, sore from dragging coyotes and waiting to do it all over again!!
He drove 6 hours to my house and as soon as he got here the badgering started immediately (like always). Last month I took him out one night and we shot 10, every coyote he shot had to be shot again so I dubbed him the "Tennessee Crippler"....... Me being a huge fan of negative reinforcement I've rode him non-stop so he was anxious to redeem his shot placement!!
We ate supper and was discussing a game plan, I informed him that I understand why he was so terrible and it was out of his control, it was genetics. Way back in my buddies DNA from the mountains of Appalachia he's related to the Whittaker family in West Virginia that became the YouTube sensation called "Soft White Underbelly". It's a documentary about the most inbred family in America and it was his kin, being totally out of his ability and I promised to stop the hazing.....temporarily...... until he crippled one then it was game on!!
As we watched YouTube ( hed never seen the documentary) and ate supper I helped narration and pointed the similarities to motivate my friend, needless to say, the methods I learned at Ft Benning Georgia as a private in the Infantry was a great tool to help motivation with others and I made sure to pass the art of negative reinforcement along to my good friend!
Once it got dark we drove to our first stand and killed a pair right out of the gate that started a pace to what would be an awesome night. Singles, doubles, triples, quads, we killed it all, and all on video. This was just one of those nights that the coyotes came in on a string, all night long.
When the smoke finally cleared, we killed 14 coyotes, lost 2 in tall weeds (fell dead on video) and one fell dead in a deep creek that we couldn't recover. We had multiple missed opportunities also where we should have shot but was trying to get others to stop and lost out but should have killed around 3 or 4 more. The night ended at daylight, the Tennessee Crippler was redeemed and we had an amazing night that neither of us will ever forget, tired, sore from dragging coyotes and waiting to do it all over again!!
