Morning and evening give you better wind conditions.”Ĭoyotes tend to respond well to calls at any time of the year. “Nothing affects the sound more than wind. “I’d rather have it down-pouring rain than windy,” he said.
He also checks the weather before planning a hunt. Halcomb focuses his hunts in the mornings and afternoons when coyotes move the most during shooting hours. “You don’t know where … the coyote is coming from, but you definitely want a big open area downwind so you can shoot him before he winds you.” “You want to set up where you can watch a long ways downwind. “You can fool his eyes and his ears, but you will never fool his nose,” said Halcomb, who has been hunting coyotes in Washington and Texas for most of his life. Note didn’t see the coyote until about the time it reached the fence line. The coyote that got the three-boom education came in from the opposite direction. As a result, Note set up on a knoll oriented to that direction. The coyote never appeared at the other end of the brush and simply disappeared.īefore the second coyote came in, several others were howling behind a winter wheat field. But it walked in front of some brush to my left before I could raise my shotgun. Just a few minutes into the first set, while Halcomb was using only coyote sounds, a coyote actually sneaked within range of my scatter gun. I chose to use my 12 gauge with 00 buck shot shells, which limited my range to about 70 yards. Except for throwing rocks, Halcomb was relegated to running his call. 223 caliber rounds in his box labeled for a. The hunt took place on private ground earlier this winter in the rolling agricultural fields west of Medical Lake.Ī bit out of practice, the day started with Halcomb opening his ammunition box to find someone had packed. Hunting coyotes provides a welcomed chance to get afield as the seasons for all other game species come to an end. The morning that started with so much promise, including having three different groups of coyotes howling in the distance, ended with hunting buddies looking for answers and a new place to do it all over again. “Then why didn’t you let it get it broadside?” Holcomb asked. “Well, all I could see was his face,” Note said. “I don’t know how many times I’ve hunted coyotes with Tim. Just like that, the predator hunt had ended and the ribbing of the shooter’s lack of accuracy began. A third attempt at the running coyote also missed its mark. The coyote completely reversed its direction and dashed back for the fence. The coyote ran left, out into the wheat stubble, until a second thunderous round smacked the frozen mud just inches above its back. Unfazed, the coyote bolted away from the thunder of the. My buddy, Tim Note, could wait no longer. The four-legged master hunter padded along a fence line. Its eyes never left the spot where the electronic call made a litany of excruciating noises. The coyote, which looked much closer than the 400-yard distance, stopped several times and shifted directions. It then started loping toward the screams and three unseen humans with guns. The coyote (Canis latrans) stared at the source of the noise for what seemed like hours. Adrenaline began to flow.Īfter about 25 minutes of electronic calls of coyotes, flocking magpies and now wounded rabbits, the hunter-becoming-the-hunted peered down over the wheat stubble.
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