I got my first song dog last week, it took me that long to find time to post the pics.
The quick story is D16, 6pm, 200yd chest shot, DRT, Savage .223, 40gr Vmax.
The disco version is that my friend and I were hunting cottons when we heard the cries of 3 or 4 coyotes having a meal about 500 yds away. I happened to bring my .223 for long distance fun and my friend would take care of anything within 100yds. When we heard the dogs, I smiled, as he knew that he was playing spotter. We moved 200 yds towards where the sounds came from and took cover in a gully with trees covering our outlines. We had 180yds of open field to the next tree lined gully that hid the coyotes. I always keep a reed call in my pack and put it to use, sounding something between distressed cotton or pup or....who knows what? After just a minute, a large dog came into sight on the far right at 240yds just cruising. I'd call he would stop, I'd get behind the scope, he would move again. I let this happen 3 times until he was over the hill out of site. While I'm cussing my sloth like speed, I hear "there's one on the left." I swing my pack around to reset my rifle, make one more call as this younger one is coming in slowly from 220yds looking right our way. At 200 yds, bang, flop. The Vmax liquefied the pump house. A quick high 5 and hike to the truck before dark.
The skinning went well, I'll let you know how the tanning goes.
Sorry 'bout the photos, I will learn to crop better.
The quick story is D16, 6pm, 200yd chest shot, DRT, Savage .223, 40gr Vmax.
The disco version is that my friend and I were hunting cottons when we heard the cries of 3 or 4 coyotes having a meal about 500 yds away. I happened to bring my .223 for long distance fun and my friend would take care of anything within 100yds. When we heard the dogs, I smiled, as he knew that he was playing spotter. We moved 200 yds towards where the sounds came from and took cover in a gully with trees covering our outlines. We had 180yds of open field to the next tree lined gully that hid the coyotes. I always keep a reed call in my pack and put it to use, sounding something between distressed cotton or pup or....who knows what? After just a minute, a large dog came into sight on the far right at 240yds just cruising. I'd call he would stop, I'd get behind the scope, he would move again. I let this happen 3 times until he was over the hill out of site. While I'm cussing my sloth like speed, I hear "there's one on the left." I swing my pack around to reset my rifle, make one more call as this younger one is coming in slowly from 220yds looking right our way. At 200 yds, bang, flop. The Vmax liquefied the pump house. A quick high 5 and hike to the truck before dark.
The skinning went well, I'll let you know how the tanning goes.
Sorry 'bout the photos, I will learn to crop better.
