Crazy story(but true!)

[jaybic]

Hey fellas,

Well, in the never-ending saga of "what stupid sh!t can go wrong next, here is a jem. In my opinion, its simultaneously funny, dangerous, and bullschmit but I hope you enjoy.

So its Saturday morning(yesterday) and im out heading to one of my favorite spots to call and upon rolling up there are seriously, 8 pickups, 2 suvs, a minivan and a 95ish Buick Lesabre(driven by a 175 year old man wearing a Tallly- ho around his neck), lined up just getting ready to kick off the big push thru my favorite areas, a 1 mile wide by 3 mile long strip and always(at least by MN standards)holds coyotes. Anyway, I know a few of the cats from running into them before and there gonna go thru this area so already I am disappointed. Figures, first stand of the day shot already so I decide to go down the road on the opposite side and call a stand that was in a huge area that the "truck hunters" cant get around and I know this so I am all good! Or am I?

So I walk out in a picked cornfield about 1/4 mile over a hill(hidden truck) and get set up and it looks just cherry. super light wind but steady in direction and I just knew something was coming in and I was right!!!. I set up the fox pro upwind 50 yards or so and I am facing south, wind from the east/ne and calling a valley full of cedars and thick woods, just prime to me anyway and I had called coyotes here before so I am happy.

Well, after 15 minutes of nothing coming in, I hear a single shot a mile north and a mile west of me and know the "big push" has started and they got one going but there still far enough from me that I am ok. 10 minutes later still nothing on my stand and all of a sudden WW III starts straight behind me to the North maybe 15-20 shots. The boys have just opened up on one with the ARs off the road and are burning up the lead. Where are the bullets going you ask? I am sure they had no idea but we find out later.

So am sitting there on my stand marveling at how its too perfect for something not to show up and look down wind and here comes the reddest coyote I have ever seen(looked like a giant fox) 15 yards to my right running just a little faster than the bullets in my rifle go. I am like "WTF is going on?" I can see he is hit as I can see blood(I later found out he was hit with a shotgun running across the road at about 80 yards or thats what I was told) but he did not seem hurt bad.

Of course, being the cool hand that I am, I figured I would help these boys out and show them up at the same time by killing their coyote so I promptly pulled up my rifle, after the surprise wore off, pulled the trigger at which time I noticed my rifle was astonishingly quiet, turned off the safety, pulled the trigger again and missed at about 80 yards running nearly straight away, jammed my gun, dinked around with my rifle and cleared it, shot again and missed at about 250yds now and then he disappeared in a dip. Got one more loping shot at about 400 and missed and he was gone!

All this in just seconds. After it was all said and done, all I could do was sit there and laugh out loud. The "too lazy to get off the road" chased a coyote out of the area that was supposed to be my first stand of the day, and ran him past what turned out to be my "real" first stand of the day already bleeding and coming from the wrong way. Funny thing is, his bloody foot prints ran 50 yards behind my parked truck! If I was part of the "too lazy to get off the road" crew, i would have seen him coming for 1/4 mile across a picked beanfield and killed him right there.

After I walk back out to the road following his tracks( how I know he came behind my truck), I meet up with about 12 guys that were the ones who wounded him in the first place and they were like " how the hell did he get across the road on us?" and one guy was like " that was wild man, I had like 6 bullets whiz right over my head!" I said something along the lines of " yeah that is wild right up until someone catches a bullet and then it wont be funny anymore" and walked to my truck and left.

Anyway, I realize this is a long winded story but man, it was just too bizarre not to share. Ah, life in the "big wide open" that is sE Minnesota. And a few of you wonder why I would leave here and spend 16 days in one shot hunting ND. Any of you ND/WY boys want to stop by and test your skills on some "slightly pressured" coyotes", I will be happy to put you on them.

Later fellas,

Jaybic

[bucksnbears]

great story Jaybic. seems you have a knack for running into others where you hunt

[LeviM]

Jaybic the funny thing is I can picture you telling this story! and that makes me giggle even harder! stay safe!!!

[lyonch]

I would have kicked them with the "crick stepper" and say better luck next time guys

[Tbush]

WOW you must be a bullet magnet ..............what else can I say

[jaybic]

If I had the resources I would put on an "all expenses paid" MN version of the NDCC and invite all the best coyote hunters, you know...CH, PG, Todd and Tory Heid, all the NDCC participants, Les Johnson...Randy Anderson...ect..ect and the winner would be decided by who seen anything at all!!!! I have decided that being hardcore coyote hunter down here is kinda like fishing for Black Marlin in a stock pond. Ya know your probably not going to get anything but something makes ya keep trying. Even a pig with excellent vision cant find an acorn around here, at least not without running into a couple other pigs riding around in trucks.

BNB, Funny thing is when that coyote come running by and it was all said and done, I thought maybe Tbush came down for a hunt. Sorry Tbush, it was just too funny not to post!!!

I am pretty sure if I was hunting in the middle of the south pacific ocean out of a life raft, I would bump into another coyote hunter. Oh well, I aint ready to give up yet! Its only early Feb which leaves me lots more time to screw up and gather other oddball stories, near successes and other wierd stuff that only seems to happen to me. I am the "Radio" or "Forest Gump" of coyote hunting.

In the end I guess if I coyote hunted for success and not fun, I woulda quit long ago.

Later fellas,

Jaybic AKA "Radio"

[LeviM]

I am still giggling!

I live in MN, just on the other side of the ND border, is how I like to say it, and I have yet to go out and call for MN coyotes! I wont even waste my time. I hear all the time in my area, they are either being chased with snowmobiles or trucks! I dont even think twice of driving a mile from my house to look for coyotes, I would rather drive 2 hrs and call ND coyotes.

[Tbush]

Well Jay at least I got to pull out my drag rope when all the shooting stopped How about YOU??, you are brave man to tell us you missed a wounded coyote that was looking for a ride home

[Prairie Ghost]

Wow you have all the luck when it comes to other people on stand.

[jaybic]

Tbush,

I didnt kill him because I didnt want to ruin the purity and integrity of the hunt. It would have tainted the experience. I shot at him to encourage his departure so he wouldnt be killed by the other crew! I think I just got hit in the back of the head with the BS flag by my girlfriend.

Anyway, That is the difference between you and I. For you to actually get your coyote is "normal". For me to have stuff go radically wrong in a "truth is stranger that fiction kind of way is "normal". Besides, actually admitting to a dismal failure is very normal even if it makes me the laughing stock of coyotehunter.net. Really caps off a good story. How good would my story be if I had actually killed that coyote. Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, icing on the cake but not nearly as great a memory.

So you just take your boring old successful coyote hunting and uh,uh, uh...oh hell, I dont know. You guys want fur? go hunt with Tbush. You want to have no luck at all and end up with a great story("Joe, we lost the entire beaver tail!!!....no, the tub full of camping gear and supplies and ammo didnt fall off...we lost the whole thing somewhere in the last 200 miles!!!!..another different story about an ND PD hunt) ya'll book a hunt down here in SE MN with "ol' Radio"

Seriously tho, I kinda think that all we really end up with in this life is memories and I dont know about every one but, I sure remember the ones that got away better that the ones I kill.

At least this is what I tell myself to make myself feel better for falling down on the job...again.

Later fellas,

Jaybic

Jaybic

[jaybic]

Yeah PG, I kinda figure I have "it" like that other thread on here but I spell it different. I put an "SH" immediately in front of the "it"

[LeviM]

my side seriously hurts!

[lyonch]

Jaybic next time i am in winona i will have to hook up with you so we can go have one of these funner than normal hunts You call and i will video tape, but if you miss i will be there to back the miss up with another miss to help accelrate the yotes departure On a serious note; did you ever think about buzzing over to the mississippi and try calling to the islands on the ice? If you want we can discuss that one through PM's

[jaybic]

lyonch,

Yeah, I have thought about it but never done it really but hell yeah, I interested. I am currently laid off so I can go pretty much when ever and thats only about 40 mins to an hour from here. Lets PM about it!!!

"radio"

[ducksmuggler]

I am laughing but I fully know what your saying jaybic.. I saw a group of sun. afternoon caseing wood lot in just out side of North Field on my way to Cabelas..

that is why I hunt the River bottoms. Out of my boat.. them 3,000 acre chunks of land with no roads are hard for them "road hunters" to getaround in..