We went called coyotes together. Yep....we went an hunted coyotes. As Jamie so eloquently put in her recap of their calling contest she entered with her husband yesterday, coyotes are a gigantic pain in the ass for all ranchers. Nothing cute and cuddly about them. They may start out that way, but I promise, get a few calves in your yard and they will be everywhere. They are scavengers and really don't care of the baby is just born, or even DONE being born, in which case, you lose the baby and the momma.
Yep....its time to shoot.
For the people who are thinking "how can you shoot one...they don't get close enough to bother humans...they are scared" blah blah blah. Please see this picture:
|December 13, 2009 - My house. Yep, they never go near a house....let alone ON their house.|
I have had my own issues with a coyote this year, which thankfully had been taken care of a month ago. While to some people thought the idea of a coyote pacing me as I ran past the pivot was cute, or him sitting on top of the hay bale supervising was adorable, there comes a point when they have to go. They are predators, end of story. They eat calves. We also have a mange issue (which is a skin disease that they have which results in loss of hair) which then means they they freeze, starve and THEN, they really get dangerous. So yep, Wylie yes, I named him had to go.
Anyway, I love to shoot stuff so hunting is a new passion of mine. Going out to call coyotes seemed like a great idea. Then the following conversation happened a few weeks ago:
Shawn: I'm going to take you out next week sometime and TELL you how its gonna happen when we hunt.
Me: What do you mean? Hmmm....did he really just say TELL, as in, he might be channeling his inner cave man.......
Shawn: You have do to things right, coyotes are not stupid they can smell you, hear you and see you from far away. This is going to be alot of work.
Me: What do you mean? I call, they come, I shoot, they die. That's how its gonna work, right?
Apparently, his main concern was in my
So we went...and yes, I was quiet. Quiet. Quiet enough that we were able to call in 3 coyotes and get them within 50 yards of us and they never heard me. To the
Calling was fun. It is a bit frustrating when they are not following my plan of "I call, they come, I shoot, they die" but when they DO play by the rules, its awesome. Even just sitting on the side of the hill, with the wind blowing in your face, looking and waiting for a coyote to pop up over a hill or out of a ditch is a rush. Definitely a new favorite hobby of mine! I'm sure Shawn
Wonder if Jamie wants to ditch the boys and go call coyotes?? We