Bring it on Wile E.

by Nov 11, 2015Coyote Hunting, Trail Camera Views

Bring it on Wile E.

I hate coyotes.  They just freak me out especially when you can hear them but not see them.  On opening day of the 2015 deer season, we heard one howling especially close to where we were headed.  Over the summer, there had been a trail camera photo here or there but it had been quiet until that morning.

Then, Dad handed my the memory cards to review before we went into the woods last weekend.

As if gloating, here are a few highlights:

He actually lays down!  All in all, he spent about one hour in front of this camera.  He was on the camera more than any other bucks were and I am sure the does are not happy about this.

I talked to a friend of mine who traps and he has offered me a couple of his traps to see if I can get this guy and help the deer herd.  He is the reason that I won’t sure the doe with the fawn – I need to keep the good moms around so more fawns can survive.

We will see how this goes, but between trapping and maybe some night hunting… this guy is now on my hit list.

3 Comments

  1. We have a very big coyote prowling around. It left tracks over doe and fawn tracks in the garden last week. Night hunting opens next month and I'll be waiting for him.

  2. Shoot a deer in the morning and hunt over the gut pile that night. Skin on the wall. Haha.

    • HA! Tom that would be awesome! Now, I need to make it happen.

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