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Posted by Krustyklimber (Member # 72) on November 25, 2007, 08:30 PM:
Like I said before, the story isn't much to tell, as far as fantastic calling stands go, but since we've been waiting so long it's worth telling.
The Good;
I haven't been out hunting much since August, and missed the general deer season, so I was glad to make the late buck season (for which my doe tag still applied).
Sunday afternoon, before the opener, I went out and made a stand or three, and saw a decent buck, who lead me through a thick patch of doghair hemlock and onto an overgrown track that paralleled the main road.
The following morning I took this same side track, and followed it a mile or so.
About the time the morning wind shifted, I found myself at a good looking intersection, which with the slow stalk to my planned destination a few hundreds yards further, would work better with the "new" wind.
I sat down in a clump of small jack pines, the wind blowing to my left, and the sun at my back.
The path I had come in on was 45° over my left shoulder, and the road to the powerlines where I had planned to call, was 45° behind me over my right shoulder.
A long fairly straight lane lie out ahead of me.
I slipped on my camo head net and gloves, pulled out my little metal Australian fox whistle, and began to call.
My fox whistle has called some nice does, so I knew I had nothing to lose.
I was about to give it up... my butt was falling asleep, and it had been a decent amount of time for the average coyote stand... but a slight shift in my weight, and the dream of a big spotted eastern Washington 'cat, made me stay a while longer.
Suddenly, I saw a small doe coming through the trees ahead, and just as suddenly my mind turned it turned into the coyote that it actually was.
The whole world turned into slow motion, an unreal calm took me over.
The coyote had come in on the wind, as if it didn't have a care in the world, it wasn't timid, it wasn't on the charge, it was just walkin' along.
Without stopping, it came out of the woods, and stepped all the way across the road, where it checked up behind a small pine tree, to look for the source of the lipsqueaking.
It's head bobbed a bit, peering through the branches straight at me, where I sat slowly trying to mount the rifle.
Right then, the coyote took those tiny stutter steps we all hate to see, and turned to his right.
And I swear I heard him think... "Hmm, should I swing on downwind and sniff this out?", knowing in 30 yards of thick brush I could not see through, he'd have me, and the game would be over.
I used this opportunity to mount up and draw a bead.
I didn't know if a .243 would go through that tree or not, but I was gonna find out if he twitched that way.
Much squeaking, only made him indecisive, looking at me, and back downwind repeatedly.
Then, something in the squeak I made, right against the wood of the stock, got him.
And he stepped out from behind the tree for a better look, I tracked him in the scope as he did, and the instant he stopped the rifle barked out as if someone else pulled the trigger.
It was as "bang-flop" as it gets, his tail didn't even twitch.
With the surprise of the recoil, my eyes popped open, and I saw his feet pointed at me as he tipped over.
My view;
He came in on the green dotted line, checked up at the yellow X, and the story begins and ends at the red X.
His view;
You can better see how he used the tree on his right to hide in, from his side.
Red went back and got these photos with me (a week after the fact), and lasered my 50 paces, correcting my 100 foot guess to 42 yards.
The Bad;
I had always talked some major smack, about the .243... too big for varmints, too small for big game, blah blah blah.
You can bet I gave Jim a pretty long sideways look when he handed it to me, to borrow.
I've also talked some serious smack about what a great, reliable, and accurate, mil-surp my very own Mosin-Nagant is, but I have yet to actually be able to prove that to Jim.
I knew before I even got up I was going to eat some crow over the way this played out.
A Mauser... in .243... that I borrowed... and it did almost no pelt damage!
The crap will come from many directions, for many years to come.
Like I say, before I even got up, I had so many thoughts and emotions welling up, that my mind was whirling.
So many people I wished had been there, or that I wanted to tell, or to thank.
Now I am ruined, for sure, I was so much better off when I still hadn't "done it".
The stands I made over the following two weeks were pure hell.
Now that I have tasted success, failure is even more bitter.
The Ugly;
The pictures aren't much to see, the following day (after shooting my coyote) I went to town and bought a disposable camera.
Here's me, Woody the stiff legged coyote (36 hours postmortem, and half frozen), and Jim's custom .243AI Mauser.
And just the coyote, by himself.
When I called Tripp, he asked me what I was going "to do" with it, and I told him, "skin it, and add it to my fur for sale..."
Without too much convincing, and a few phone calls, I dropped my coyote off to have a full body mount done.
He was as fat as a hog, having spent the last month or so cleaning up after deer hunters, and living on an abundant supply of small game.
I think he was a 24 pound coyote, with ten pounds of food in his gut.
But he's still the best trophy I've ever taken.
Jim's place has been really good to me, in a short time, I got my first buck, my first traps, my first turkey, and now my first coyote, from there... in 51 weeks!
It's been a hell of a year.
There's too many people, to begin to thank all of you individually, for helping me get to this point.
I couldn't have done it without you.
Krusty 
Posted by Tim Behle (Member # 209) on November 25, 2007, 08:51 PM:
Congratulations Krusty! ![[Big Grin]](biggrin.gif)
Posted by Leonard (Member # 2) on November 25, 2007, 08:56 PM:
Way to go, Killer. It does provide a degree of satisfaction now, donut?
Good story! LB
edit: now where do we send our donations?
[ November 25, 2007, 08:57 PM: Message edited by: Leonard ]
Posted by TA17Rem (Member # 794) on November 25, 2007, 09:40 PM:
Good read Krusty, congrats on the coyote kill..T.A.
Posted by Norm (Member # 240) on November 26, 2007, 03:52 AM:
that is great Krusty; Great story and great success. Enjoy the memories.
Posted by Kokopelli (Member # 633) on November 26, 2007, 04:45 AM:
Congratulations on your coyote!!!!
But....... Lemme get something straight......???
You hand carve calls that are noted for being as good as any on the market & better than most......and you use an Aussie Tin Whistle??????
Posted by Bofire (Member # 221) on November 26, 2007, 07:21 AM:
Way to go Krusty man!! Now every stand you'll be on pins and needles.
Fun addiction!
Carl
Good= the yote
Bad= the rifle (as in 'bad ass' man)
Ugly=??? LOL
[ November 26, 2007, 07:23 AM: Message edited by: Bofire ]
Posted by Tim Behle (Member # 209) on November 26, 2007, 07:50 AM:
Kokopelli,
Have you ever tried one of those fox whistles?
They produce a perfect Estrus Chirp. I just didn't realize that the sound had a name until about a year ago!
Posted by Alaskan Yoter (Member # 169) on November 26, 2007, 07:56 AM:
Hey alright, thats super cool Kru..........Congrats. ![[Smile]](smile.gif)
Posted by Bryan J (Member # 106) on November 26, 2007, 09:05 AM:
Well it is about time! ![[Cool]](cool.gif)
For your first kill AND the story!
Congrats!
Posted by Kokopelli (Member # 633) on November 26, 2007, 11:41 AM:
Tim; Yeah, I've got a couple of them. Results have been somewhat underwhelming.
Posted by varmit hunter (Member # 37) on November 26, 2007, 03:48 PM:
Krusty. Congratulations is to anemic a word for what you have accomplished. I am reminded of the four D's I had written on every bow I ever owned. Desire, determination, devotion, dedication. You Sir are the epitome of the four D's.
For those of us that through rocks. They are rolling back down the hill on our asses now.
Posted by Paul Melching (Member # 885) on November 26, 2007, 05:40 PM:
Way to go Krusty!
It's been a long time comin.
And yeah what were you doin not callin with a krier.
Tim
Would that be a fox estrus chirp or coyote.
PM
Posted by furhvstr (Member # 1389) on November 26, 2007, 06:45 PM:
Congrats Krusty! Nice work.
Posted by The Outdoor Tripp (Member # 619) on November 26, 2007, 07:01 PM:
Again, congratulations Krusty!
If anyone deserves their first coyote, it's you. Lord knows you've been through enough to get it.
All the failure up front sure makes success all the sweeter doesn't it?
Posted by Krustyklimber (Member # 72) on November 26, 2007, 07:02 PM:
Leonard,
I'm not sure a full sense of the satisfaction, I should feel, has sunk in yet.
As for the donations, I was waiting to see if we were going to get a second party to serve as "treasurer" and forward any and all funds directly to the taxidermist?
I'm not the one donating, so I am willing to do whatever necessary to satisfy those who are.
Kokopelli,
I have had my little tin whistle, for longer than I have had "hella mad skilz" as a call maker.
You currently own more nice Krusty Kriers than I do, I have never kept a "good one" for myself.
I was making a sound, with the cadence of a puppy whine, when my coyote showed up.
To me the whistle has a great volume level, loud and shrill enough to cut the forest, without blasting or echoing too much.
Ronnie,
Congratulations is anemic, in the same way that "thank you" is.
I think I mostly had S's going for me...
Sarcasm, Stupidity, Self-pity, and Stubbornness.
I made it as far as I did, in spite of myself, and because I had encouragement and support.
I've made an ass, and a target, of myself in the past, and I usually got what I deserved for it.
One dead coyote, doesn't change that, or entitle me to any kind of apology.
If you can't count on your friends to smack you upside the head when you need it, you need new friends.
Me, I likes the ones I gots.
Krusty
Posted by Leonard (Member # 2) on November 26, 2007, 07:03 PM:
Paul, works especially well on those rare, "coyfox".
Posted by TRnCO (Member # 690) on November 26, 2007, 08:21 PM:
Nice job relaying the story Krusty. Congrats on the success. Hope success breeds more success for ya.
Posted by Locohead (Member # 15) on November 26, 2007, 10:09 PM:
Way to go Krusty! AWESOME!!!
Posted by Crow Woman (Member # 157) on November 26, 2007, 11:05 PM:
Krusty... awesome story and awesome pics! Way to Go!!!
Posted by CindyTraps (Member # 1893) on November 27, 2007, 05:13 AM:
Great story and congratulations again!
Posted by Andy L (Member # 642) on November 27, 2007, 07:22 AM:
Congrats on a well deserved coyote! Im glad for ya Jeff.
Posted by tlbradford (Member # 1232) on November 27, 2007, 04:41 PM:
Great job Krusty. You handled the whole sequence with the patience of a veteran with a thousand kills.
Lets get the address for the Stuffed Animal Fund set up. I need to get this off before the wife spends all of our money on Christmas.
Posted by bowjunkie (Member # 887) on November 27, 2007, 09:45 PM:
Way to go Krusty
Posted by Curt2u (Member # 74) on November 28, 2007, 05:46 AM:
Nice job Krusty! Congrats!
Posted by Okanagan (Member # 870) on November 28, 2007, 08:41 AM:
Way to go! We've been waiting to hear the story and it is a great read. Couldn't be more pleased for you.
Posted by Krustyklimber (Member # 72) on November 30, 2007, 05:01 PM:
For those of you who need my shipping address, please e-mail me, and I'll reply with it.
krustykriers AT yahoo.com
All I've got is my home address, and I don't feel totally comfortable posting it online.
Ninthinning,
I can't thank you enough, again, for the call you auctioned off.
I received the M.O. today.
Krusty
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