WEEKEND RESULTS THREAD: Fun to be a football fan in Louisiana

WOW!!!! What a weekend for the Tigers and Saints








Now, to the hunting and fishing things.


Headed up to the lease Thursday at noon. My dad stuck a doe that morning and I was hoping to cash in on my second of the season.

I got to the stand and at 6:00 I had a doe with a yearling come out. We have been seeing them on camera and I had decided to let her walk this weekend because we had 2 big bucks in the area and I was hoping one of them would come passing through.

Friday was one of my most memorable hunts ever. It was a great morning, 48* and calm. Well it's 10:45 and I still haven't seen anything. This is not what I had expected but thats how hunting goes. Right then I hear something walking up the hill. I grab my bow and turn to my right to see this very large coyote walking up. I let him walk to an opening, make a kissing/squirrel noise, he stops and I sent the rage flying! Coyote down!! This was my first coyote with a bow and first time I've ever seen a coyote while bow hunting. This was a big dog! Somewhere in the 40lb range, over 4.5' tall when hung up by his legs.




(First shot got him but coyote or not I didn't want to see him suffering so I put another one in him and that was all she wrote)



That afternoon, I went hunt a different stand on a whole different part of the lease. Right when I get set, I get a text from my dad saying "just had a coyote run under me. couldn't get a shot." Now, we have a lot of them on the lease and have been trying to manage that but we have never actually seen them while hunting, today was different.
At 5:30 the packs started howling; some were close. Not 10 minutes later I hear something running up from behind me. Once again, I grab my bow and ready myself and, again, a coyote comes up. He jumps the small creek and proceeds to take a crap in the sand 20yds from me (no shot due to brush). He passes and never offers me a shot.
Then AGAIN, 10 min later, here comes another. This time I am able to stop him and take an awkward shot nearly holding my bow sideways and bending to avoid hitting a branch. I let it fly and see the arrow skip off the creek bed and settle fletchings up on the bank. Coyote takes off and I assume I miss due to the awkwardness of the shot.
Then 10 more minutes and, I swear I'm not making this up, I hear something moving in the brush in front of me. Here comes, what I assume, is the first coyote coming back. He sniffs around then finally gives me a shot at 20yds and I nailed him.



So now its getting dark, there are 2 green nockturnals glowing like christmas lights around me. I get down once I can't see my sights and go retrieve my arrows and move the coyote out of the area. When I get to my first arrow, I grab it and it's wet. I look and it's covered in blood! Apparently due to the angle, I thought I missed but in fact I had a complete pass through. Coyote down!!

Both arrows from the afternoon hunt:



The rest of the weekend I saw one doe and couldn't shoot





TL;DR version: Killed the first 3 coyotes I've ever seen while bow hunting on Frisday. 1 in the morning, 2 in the evening. No Deer.