Shortly after it got light enough to see, I looked to my right and a coyote was walking toward me along the fence row about 35 yards away. Normally they cross the field about 60 to 100 yards out. I tried moving real slow to get my gun up and swing around but the coyote saw me but wasn't sure what it was looking at with a tree between us that the farmer had cut and left in the field. It stood and looked for about 10 seconds and started milling around again. I started to complete my move and it saw me again and started to walk out into the field and away from me. I had to wait for it to clear the limbs on the tree and just as it stepped out for a clear shot, it looked back over it's shoulder.
It was now quartering away and I put the cross hairs on the back of it's ribs and touched off a 50 gr. V-MAX. The coyote didn't jump or spin, it just turned and ran as hard as it could for the timber and disappeared. I started wondering if I hit a limb on the tree that I couldn't see through the scope. I sat for another 40-45 minutes and decided I would go over and see if I could find it's tracks and see where it went.
I stood up slowly and looked all around for a while to see if anything else was around. It was lighter out now and I thought it looked like a blood trail where the coyote had run off but I didn't think I would be able to see one at that distance. I made my way over to where the coyote was when I shot it and found this.
I looked up and saw this.
Looking for tracks wasn't necessary, all I had to do was follow the blood trail and saw the coyote up ahead. The bullet disintegrated and blew out it's chest leaving a hole I could put my fist into. The coyote was the biggest female I've ever taken weighing 37 lbs.
I'm going to give the Swift a good cleaning and put it back in the safe till maybe it's next birthday. I'm thinking about taking my .243 or 6MM out next since they haven't been out of the safe for a long time, but I sure like shooting my .204's
