Last weekend I was supposed to take my son’s two school teachers on a coyote hunt. These two guys have never been before, and they heard about me shooting one about three weeks ago. I told them I would take them out and see what we could do. I’m no expert, but I thought it would be fun to try and call some in for them to shoot, kind of like an unpaid guide service. Although, I’m no guide, I was up for the challenge. For two weeks I planned on where to make about a half dozen stands so we could get after them. I wanted to take them down to the Brighton State Rec. Area, where we have seen some good coyote sign during deer season. I also ordered new rechargeable batteries for my Johnny Stewart e-caller, since the other set went bad. Low and behold, when the weekend came to go, the weather got bad. Real bad, it rained hard and blew hard all day Sunday, that was supposed to be a scout day. Then the morning of the hunt it was blowing and snowing really hard. After a couple of phone calls we decided to call it off and try again in a couple of weeks.
So after a disappointing two days, I get up this morning to make my Tim Hortons coffee, I love that stuff, and I look outside as I pour a cup and what do I see. It is sunny, clear and calm. I can’t catch a break. I have come to a new found conclusion, that these yotes now control the weather and know when I want to hunt them. I think deep down inside them somewhere they have a spiritual connection with the weather that allows them to mess up my hunting. We have an old saying here in Michigan, if you don’t like the weather, wait five minutes and it will change. Well now I know who to blame, not the weather man, instead the coyotes!
