About 1973. First time was in the middle of a cold frosty night. Rem. 788 and a hand held spotlight. Plopped myself down and started blowing on the call. Stopped long enough to hear the pitter patter of something running in the dark. Scared the crap out of me because I thought it was a range cow charging me. Lit up a coyote fifty yards away looking at me.

He got away clean.

Last edited by Kenlguy; 11/05/20.

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