I was daydreaming just the other day about getting out and coyote hunting. Finally, 2 days ago I was able to get out and do it. About 15 minutes into my stand a big male came from the complete opposite way that I was expecting. I had no way to get the gun on him and he busted me and took off. I dropped my shooting sticks, swung my AR over, and flipped him as he was in a small clearing about 120 yards away. Never in my wildest dreams did I flip a running coyote like that
