I like your coyote stories. I never put in the required time to be a real successful coyote hunter. Did have some luck though.
My favorite memory was I was stump shooting and shed hunting with my long bow. Two does came in running hard right at me.
Regretfully I was standing right out in the open in a patch of cedars with no cover to hide. I did have a couple seconds to get ready and nock an arrow for whatever was chasing those does.
Sure enough, here come this coyote in hot pursuit of those two does.
He got smart about one foot away from stepping into my shooting lane. He did a 360 and ran back the way he came staring back at me. He had my heart pounding and put a big smile on my face. I think he had that wtf expression on his face.
Yeah, I like the stories, too.
I'm a deer hunter, not a coyote hunter. But our lease has a rule:
If a hog or coyote shows up, deer hunt is over - shoot'em!
On our lease, you don't see either much in daytime - both are very nocturnal.
So... I was going by close to a friends house and stopped by to check on him.
He's getting up in age and lives alone. He was doing fine but asked me if I would go hunting with him that afternoon. I knew what he meant. He needed a buddy cause he didn't want to go alone.
I wasn't prepared to hunt, but it wasn't cold and I did have my truck rifle, so agreed to take him.
My truck rifle is an old iron sighted MK1* in 303B (not my best rifle for deer).
I got him in his favorite shooting house and picked another for me that was close to him and that wouldn't take a long shot if I happened to see one I would want to shoot.
I was in stand for about and hour and I heard something run/splash across the creek on the far side of the food plot. A yearling came running crisscrossing the food plot eating as fast as possible. She slowed down a bit to eat but never stopped, continued on out the other side of the plot and ran off. Figured out she was running from something, so got my rifle ready. Yep a coyote was trailing her. He had his nose down following every step she took going thru. Wasn't an easy shot for me with him moving and the afternoon shadows on the plot. Took shot at 75 yards and he ran off.
I waited about 15 mins and went to see if I could find him. Wasn't even sure I had hit him until I found blood where he was when I fired. Luckily, I thought to put a stick up in ground there before I began to follow his small blood trail. He ran full speed out of the plot on a rather open trail that lead thru some woods and around a pond. Going down the trail I lost the blood. So went back to my stick and started again much slower. Sure enough he had done a sharp right turn about half way down that trail into a small thicket. I did not know at that time how good my shot was, so I wasn't about to follow him into that thicket. Instead, I slowly walked around that thicket and found where he came out. I followed the blood from there straight to the edge of the pond. So I standing there looking from a way around the pond and saw a leaf floating on the pond to my right with a drop of blood on it. That coyote had entered the water turned another hard right for about 12' and ran out. I found the blood trail again and followed it for about 30 yards to another thicket. Saw him piled-up dead about 6' into that thicket. Pulled him out by the tail and found I had hit him perfect double lung with a baseball size exit wound.
Was hard for me to believe that he had gone that far with that bad of a wound!!!