The carcass of Long Path's javelina is wired to a Salt Cedar, down by the creek bank. I figure on going down after the football game to check and see who's working on dinner.
I love to call them up, particularly in daytime. In my back-country playground, most of the coyotes have never seen people. I've called them up to the truck and had them running around barking, as if saying, "Where's my rabbit? You promised me a rabbit!"
Hard to get serious about shooting, when you're laughing real hard!
, Art