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I went hunting in southern missouri this weekend - only my second time calling for coyotes. I am sitting on what I thought was the perfect stand, running lightning jack on the foxpro, with my R-15 in hand. From behind me I heard a loud bass type tone that sounded like "WHOOM WHOOM WHOOM" and I turned around quick but didn't see a thing. I wrote it off as my ears playing tricks on me and kept calling.
About 10 mins go by, and I switch over to snow high pitch and within SECONDS I hear the noise again and caught movement from my right side. I look up to a huge hawk that looked like it had come to take me away. He was RIGHT in my face, could have landed on the barrel of my gun if he wanted to. It scared the !&$% out of me! The whole thing only lasted a second or two, but seemed a lot longer. I leaned back to put some distance between us, and said "WHOOAA!" and he figured out I was way bigger than he expected, and took off.
Looking back, I think my barrel had him going. I was WELL camo'd, but my gun was on sticks and rested against my side. So each time I would breathe, the barrel would rise a little bit, and then come back down. Hardly any movement really, but that hawk had no problem seeing it.
Was REALLY hoping for my first coyote but never saw anything. I went back to the house a few minutes later to check my pants. Luckily everything turned up clean.
About 10 mins go by, and I switch over to snow high pitch and within SECONDS I hear the noise again and caught movement from my right side. I look up to a huge hawk that looked like it had come to take me away. He was RIGHT in my face, could have landed on the barrel of my gun if he wanted to. It scared the !&$% out of me! The whole thing only lasted a second or two, but seemed a lot longer. I leaned back to put some distance between us, and said "WHOOAA!" and he figured out I was way bigger than he expected, and took off.
Looking back, I think my barrel had him going. I was WELL camo'd, but my gun was on sticks and rested against my side. So each time I would breathe, the barrel would rise a little bit, and then come back down. Hardly any movement really, but that hawk had no problem seeing it.
Was REALLY hoping for my first coyote but never saw anything. I went back to the house a few minutes later to check my pants. Luckily everything turned up clean.