I MUST Be Irish..

My genealogy is a mixed bag...Scots...Irish ..English..Cherokee...Dutch...Choctaw...and who knows-what-else....but....TODAY, the genes of my Irish fore bearers bubbled to the top....today, I am truly an Irishman....

This morning...I went hunting with a friend of mine..the Wife was back to work today, and I didn't feel like watching more Yuletide Television..and NO ONE is blogging the Holidays....so, I'd decided last week that he and I should escape to the woods for a day....Whitetail season is still open here in Tennessee, but after discussing our failures of the past season, we decided to go out today and thin down the local Coyote population..screw those fickle Whitetails...Besides, we'd be doing the local citizens a service....local cats have been disappearing fairly regularly for the past year in our community...culprits?....Coyotes...evidently, they don't just like Roadrunners....

So, at the appointed time, we met up at 0645 at the local Valley Mart, bought some coffee and biscuits, and he followed me to the undisclosed location.....a location, which now lives in legend....

The frost was thick on the ground when we started walking from our cars into the field....the trusty old Audi said that the outside temp was 21 degrees, and it felt like it...the ground crunched every time we took a step....I knew that we'd be covering some pretty rough territory, so I was carrying my Marlin .44mag Rifle...short, compact, and packs a helluva wallop at close range...he brought along a 30.06 with a scope...I knew the location we'd be hunting...hell, I'd grown up there...and, a scope was not something that you'd need....the undergrowth there refused to give you a shot of more than 15yds....but, anyway, that is of no consequence....now, evidently my hunting partner was a Master at calling Coyotes in real close...close enough to make it exciting when one jumps from a bush 30ft away expecting a wounded rabbit, and instead, gets a 320gr .44mag in the noggin....anyway, "master caller" he may very well be....but he wasn't today....we didn't see, hear, smell, or otherwise get NEAR a damn Coyote....all we saw were tracks and a few recent kills...."master caller" ...my ass...

Here is what we DID see....

1. Within 5 minutes of beginning the hunt at dawn, we spooked 3 Whitetail Doe that had been resting on the trail that I always used to head into this wilderness....when we spooked them, they were no more than 40yds away...we just stood and gaped like idiots as those beautiful white tails of theirs flashed away through the woods....

2. We arrive at the first location, and he begins calling in the Coyotes....5 minutes, nothing....10 minutes....nothing....and then, I see another deer....this time, it is in the next field over...casually walking along....so, I point it out to him...he takes out the binoculars, and says...."Holy JESUS, that's a BIG BUCK"...yep....that's what he said....but, it was over 600yds away, so taking a shot at it was not going to happen....15 minutes...calling....nothing....so, we decide to move....

3. Arrive at third location....begin calling....10 minutes....nothing.....15 minutes...nothing....screw this, let's go somewhere else, Mr. Master Caller...heh..

4. We sneak up a trail to the edge of a dense thicket...the trail was lined with small cedars, and moving along that trail....that was covered with cedar needles was as quiet as walking on a carpet....we set up....me on the left of the trail...25 feet from him......He on the right, looking towards a small stand of hardwoods....and he makes his first call....and all hell breaks loose....a Doe had been resting 50 feet from where we were....when he blows his "animal in distress" call, that Doe goes nuts...she snorts....she stomps....hell, she even ran up to within 20 feet of him...so, for the next 5 minutes, I watch as he plays with this crazy deer....she snorts and runs 10ft....he calls....she stomps, snorts, and runs another 10ft in the opposite direction....she had absolutely no idea what he was....she musta thought his call sounded like a fawn or something....anyway...once she'd ran off, we packed up camp and drove back to my house....

5. On the way to my house....which is LESS THAN FIVE MILES from the undisclosed location....TWO DEER....a buck AND a doe...ran across the road in front of my car....I nearly ran the bastards over......

6. Never in my entire life..have I seen so many damn deer in one day...7 deer...it was incredible....it was crazy...and we didn't even get CLOSE to a damn Coyote...

My Irish side percolated to the top today, Ladies and Gentlemen....I now know the true meaning of "The Luck of the Irish".....If I'd been hunting Whitetails, there would have been a whole damn HERD of Coyotes howling at the moon under my tree stand....but instead....I have to report this sad tagline to my story...

...no animals were harmed in the making of this post....dammit....

by Eric on December 26, 2003 | Comments(5) | SWG Stories

Comments so far:

It's called ' Murphys Law ' , right ?

Have a great hog - a -moanie, by the way !

I mean, Happy New Year ! Cheers !

posted by: siso on December 26, 2003 09:50 PM

Funny thing about coyote. As humans migrated west, they migrated east. Once the first bridge spanned the Mississippi at St. Louis in, like 1846, they've been pouring east. Too bad you coudn't pop one.

posted by: Velociman on December 27, 2003 12:11 AM

Siso: Thanks! Have a safe and happy Hogmonay yourself!

Velociman: Good point about the bridges...probably something deeply symbolic there...but, their days are numbered, my friend..I will be SURE to post pictures of their fleabitten carcases once I pop one....ohhh, and I WILL pop one..

posted by: Eric on December 27, 2003 07:48 AM

Great minds think alike and apparently have the same taste in heavy weaponry. Check the site, my brotha.

posted by: bitterman on December 28, 2003 12:47 AM

I got my .44mag from an Uncle who is a local bear-hunting-legend...I've yet to shed blood with it, but it is one of my favorite rifles...small..but packs a big punch...

posted by: Eric on December 28, 2003 09:49 AM