8am on the D-O-T Found our heroes Larry and TrapLine clinging to some of the only shade available this AM as the temperature was making it's way towards the forecast 90 F for the Salton Sea.
This was essentially the first set of the day. I had arrived a bit earlier than TrapLine and the "Huntstang" and tried to do a quick set before he'd arrived, but didn't really have enough time to do a full 30min set before he had shown up. So then it was about guiding him in to my location so we could embark on the days journey together.
I brought my .223 bolt gun, TrapLine had called "shotgun", literally.
Put the Mojo Critter 2 just a little in front of the bush I hid the Johnny Stewart Grim Speaker 2 caller in.
Baby CottonTail for maybe 3 repititions, (all pauses were between 2:00-3:00 in-between each call.)
Rodent Distress
Coyote Locator (A group howl type of recording)
...then...
Coyote Pup Distress
And she'd come out right under our position up on this rise with a ledge that provided shade. There was sort of a rock below us, with a larger Greasewood bush in front of that. She stopped just enough in front of that Greasewood that it offered me a shot with the .223 with LeHigh Controlled Chaos rounds from above entering-in right at about the shoulder. That drops her down initially, but after a few tenths of a second she rolls over and gets back up and proceeds to do a three-legged run holding up her right forelimb DIRECTLY RIGHT BACK IN MY DIRECTION towards the shade of this like, I'll say shale-stone finger ridge we're on.
Seeing that, I quickly rack another round, thinking to myself, "Oh no you don't! I know how you guys can run! You're not gettin' away this time!"... and right as I'm starting to draw a second bead with my crosshairs, "BOOM!...." TrapLine hammered the snot out of her lumbar area and she goes ass-over-end, and that was all she wrote!



This was essentially the first set of the day. I had arrived a bit earlier than TrapLine and the "Huntstang" and tried to do a quick set before he'd arrived, but didn't really have enough time to do a full 30min set before he had shown up. So then it was about guiding him in to my location so we could embark on the days journey together.
I brought my .223 bolt gun, TrapLine had called "shotgun", literally.
Put the Mojo Critter 2 just a little in front of the bush I hid the Johnny Stewart Grim Speaker 2 caller in.
Baby CottonTail for maybe 3 repititions, (all pauses were between 2:00-3:00 in-between each call.)
Rodent Distress
Coyote Locator (A group howl type of recording)
...then...
Coyote Pup Distress
And she'd come out right under our position up on this rise with a ledge that provided shade. There was sort of a rock below us, with a larger Greasewood bush in front of that. She stopped just enough in front of that Greasewood that it offered me a shot with the .223 with LeHigh Controlled Chaos rounds from above entering-in right at about the shoulder. That drops her down initially, but after a few tenths of a second she rolls over and gets back up and proceeds to do a three-legged run holding up her right forelimb DIRECTLY RIGHT BACK IN MY DIRECTION towards the shade of this like, I'll say shale-stone finger ridge we're on.
Seeing that, I quickly rack another round, thinking to myself, "Oh no you don't! I know how you guys can run! You're not gettin' away this time!"... and right as I'm starting to draw a second bead with my crosshairs, "BOOM!...." TrapLine hammered the snot out of her lumbar area and she goes ass-over-end, and that was all she wrote!


