So I'm sitting in the woods this morning in my blind at the edge of a clearing on the farm in Burnettesville. The corn is still in and the woods is small with a very small clearing the deer love. At about 7:45 I hear what sounds like a heard of deer running at me through the corn. I can see the big buck bounding higher then the corn and I'm ready. He is coming right at my location! At full speed! I have my bow ready, but at the last second he turns and goes through the thick part of the woods! Damn, no shot. Nice 10 pointer. Less then 30 feet away, but too much brush for a bow.
About 3-5 seconds behind him is more racing through the corn. I figure the crazy hunters on the farm behind us are spooking the deer as usual.
I'm still up and ready. Then at full speed this male coyote is heading right at me! Less then 20 feet away and closing fast!
POINT! SHOOT! HOLY CRAP BATMAN! I HIT IT! I figured I would miss at that speed and scare the crap out of it! TAG! Right in the front shoulder. It stopped dead in its tracks and fell over. Kicking, spinning in the death match of its life, literally! I don't get out of the blind to go get it right away. Then deer start coming around, but stay in the woods and not to where I can get a shot. After 3+ hours, I get out to water the corn and go over to check my kill. It's still alive and turns at me! Screw that. I go back to my truck and get my pistol. One in the ear and he stopped kicking.
He was very heavy and healthy. With my bad shoulders, I had trouble picking it up and moving it. I guess around 40+ pounds.
About 3-5 seconds behind him is more racing through the corn. I figure the crazy hunters on the farm behind us are spooking the deer as usual.
I'm still up and ready. Then at full speed this male coyote is heading right at me! Less then 20 feet away and closing fast!
POINT! SHOOT! HOLY CRAP BATMAN! I HIT IT! I figured I would miss at that speed and scare the crap out of it! TAG! Right in the front shoulder. It stopped dead in its tracks and fell over. Kicking, spinning in the death match of its life, literally! I don't get out of the blind to go get it right away. Then deer start coming around, but stay in the woods and not to where I can get a shot. After 3+ hours, I get out to water the corn and go over to check my kill. It's still alive and turns at me! Screw that. I go back to my truck and get my pistol. One in the ear and he stopped kicking.
He was very heavy and healthy. With my bad shoulders, I had trouble picking it up and moving it. I guess around 40+ pounds.