Calling the San Joaquin Valley this time of year is a challenge to say the least with vegetation 3 to 4 feet tall in response to lots of rain this past winter and spring. On this farm, my only visibility was straight down the dirt roads. I layed prone with the TC Hornet on the shoulder of the road with the FoxPro caller sitting on a fence post 50 yards away. A few minutes of Utah Jack screaming brought this male coyote out of the tall weeds on my right. He took a quick look at the caller and started trotting straight away. A bark halted his progress as he turned slightly and looked over his shoulder at me. I slipped a 40 gr. V-Max into the flank angling towards the boiler room. The yote was off like a bullet down the road and appeared very healthy. After covering 125 yards, the coyote dove into thick vegetation on the bank of an irrigation ditch to the left of the road. Examination of the impact point revealed blood and claw marks in the road's thin crust. The blood played out after 50 yards but the claw marks were easy to follow. I found the exact spot where the coyote dove for cover and found him dead in the bottom of the ditch about 75 yards further.
I drove the scooter about a half mile to the end of the field with tall weeds and grass. I walked down a side road with alfalfa on my left and the tall weeds on my right. I placed the caller in the middle of the road and again layed prone about 50 yards away. After a few minutes of the woodpecker distress, I see some mallards take off in a panic about 200 yards out in the weeds......I know a yote is coming but can't see a thing. I raise up a little and there is a coyote doing the Jack in the Box every 10 yards as he progressed to the caller. I was down on the pistola just waiting for the dog to pop out on the road but it didn't happen. I raised up a little and can barely see the coyote's ear tips about 5 yards off the road and this yote ain't budging! I shut the caller down and started lip squeaking.......after a few agonizing moments, I raised up a little and the coyote is about 20 yards away burning a hole in my soul......needless to say, the game was over and I was the loser! Hate to tell about the next coyote......can you say amatuer?I drove to the end of the property and noticed the neighboring farmer had just shredded all the tall weeds down on a road bordering a huge sugar beet field. I had traveled about 200 yards on foot down the road when I realized that I forgot my portable handgun rest......no big deal....I'll just use the FoxPro bag. Once again, the only visibilty is straight down the road with high vegetation on both sides. Again, I setup with the caller 50 yards away but this time I covered it with weeds. A few minutes into Utah Jack I look through the scope down the straight road and at first though it was a jackrabbit.....wrong.....it is a coyote about 500 yards away coming dead at me. It was just trotting so I had a little time to practice using the bag for a rest. It wasn't perfect but seemed good nuff for minute of a coyote. As I watched the yote in the scope, I started getting a little nervous wondering if the coyote would notice the blob (me) laying in the road and stop short. At 200 yards, the coyote stopped and stared real hard but continued on. It stopped again at 100 yards and I was ready with the crosshairs in the center of the chest......click.....oh chit....forgot to cock the hammer. With the TC, you have to open the barrel in order to cock the hammer once you have tripped the release. All of a sudden, my system is absolutely flooded with adrenalin as I struggle to quietly open the barrel and cock the hammer. Now the coyote has full radar on me but is holding ground. I couldn't hold the gun still for love or money.....my heart was racing at a critical rate!!!!! I can tell the coyote is about to leave any second and I couldn't help but jerk the trigger.....clean miss!!! It seems when things start going wrong is when I have a tendency to lose it and man did I lose it!!!! I started thinking about that first click and how the crosshairs were so still on the chest....if only I had cocked the hammer. I am still in despair over such an amatuer showing but my arteries are cholesterol free....haha!