Posted By: Hirogen
Tagged out and a lively 24 hours - 11/25/18 09:14 PM
Yesterday morning I was driving north on Highway 10 between Orangeville and Shelburne and spotted a roadkill deer on the side of the road. I pulled over and when there was no traffic backed about 100 yards down the shoulder of the road to take a look. This was at about 930 am and the deer turned out to be a 7pt medium size buck that by all appearances had been killed some time that morning. Its neck was snapped and had some trauma to one shoulder but over all looked pretty good. I got back in the truck sitting with my hazards on, got online and within 3 minutes had a possession # from MNR. Loaded the deer and was under way in 5 minutes. Headed home, got the tractor backhoe and unloaded and field dressed the buck. I used the backhoe to bury the gut pile about 150 yards from the house so as to not attract scavengers and to keep my dogs from getting into it.
The roadkill buck:
Around 5 pm that same day my wife calls down to me in the basement and says the dogs (a walker coon hound and a black lab/pitbull cross) are going at it with 5 coyotes about 100 yards from the house. I guess there was enough blood/scent on the snow that the coyotes showed up to investigate. I ran to the safe and grabbed the closest rifle to the front - my 308 recently put away after an earlier deer hunt. Grabbed some ammo and headed out the back door to the deck. The dogs are back to back fending off the interlopers and seem to be holding their own against the smaller coyotes but the coyotes aren't backing down either. The coyotes are all moving and there was general chaos so getting a shot was tricky as I obviously didn't want to risk hitting my dogs. I finally managed to get a shot in and this one paid for his crimes:
Hit a little far back but he went down immediately and did not get back up. For 100 yards with moving targets I figured that was acceptable. At the shot the remaining 4 yotes broke off and headed for the hills. The dogs were none the worse for wear other than a few minor scratches.
After all that action I decided to head up to the camp to try and fill my additional doe only archery tag. Got to the camp about 11 pm started the wood stove and hit the sack. Got up at 545 am had some coffee and porridge and headed out. Arrived at my chosen destination about 630 am and got comfortable with another coffee and waited for legal light (659 am). My set up was on the ground in snow camo against a tree in some pines north of an east-west primary run that connects a bedding area to a food plot with beets in it.
The hiding spot and shooting lane (picture taken from the primary run):
The run:
Well the crossbow had only been loaded for 6 or 7 minutes when I heard something to my west. Surprised me a little as my expectation had been they would be coming from the east if they showed. A group of 4 does was heading my way down the run. I let the first one pass and than grunted the next in line to a stop broadside at the end of my lane. I pulled the trigger on the micro and three of them took off west but my target went east. She only made it 30 yards before going down.
As discovered - yellow ear tag applied by me after the kill - our version of tags for the wardens:
Dragged out to the trail:
She's the biggest doe I've taken in a lot of years - probably pushing 200 lbs. That toboggan is 54 inches long and 16 inches wide.
Loaded up with her roadkill partner for the trip to the butcher:
The roadkill buck:
Around 5 pm that same day my wife calls down to me in the basement and says the dogs (a walker coon hound and a black lab/pitbull cross) are going at it with 5 coyotes about 100 yards from the house. I guess there was enough blood/scent on the snow that the coyotes showed up to investigate. I ran to the safe and grabbed the closest rifle to the front - my 308 recently put away after an earlier deer hunt. Grabbed some ammo and headed out the back door to the deck. The dogs are back to back fending off the interlopers and seem to be holding their own against the smaller coyotes but the coyotes aren't backing down either. The coyotes are all moving and there was general chaos so getting a shot was tricky as I obviously didn't want to risk hitting my dogs. I finally managed to get a shot in and this one paid for his crimes:
Hit a little far back but he went down immediately and did not get back up. For 100 yards with moving targets I figured that was acceptable. At the shot the remaining 4 yotes broke off and headed for the hills. The dogs were none the worse for wear other than a few minor scratches.
After all that action I decided to head up to the camp to try and fill my additional doe only archery tag. Got to the camp about 11 pm started the wood stove and hit the sack. Got up at 545 am had some coffee and porridge and headed out. Arrived at my chosen destination about 630 am and got comfortable with another coffee and waited for legal light (659 am). My set up was on the ground in snow camo against a tree in some pines north of an east-west primary run that connects a bedding area to a food plot with beets in it.
The hiding spot and shooting lane (picture taken from the primary run):
The run:
Well the crossbow had only been loaded for 6 or 7 minutes when I heard something to my west. Surprised me a little as my expectation had been they would be coming from the east if they showed. A group of 4 does was heading my way down the run. I let the first one pass and than grunted the next in line to a stop broadside at the end of my lane. I pulled the trigger on the micro and three of them took off west but my target went east. She only made it 30 yards before going down.
As discovered - yellow ear tag applied by me after the kill - our version of tags for the wardens:
Dragged out to the trail:
She's the biggest doe I've taken in a lot of years - probably pushing 200 lbs. That toboggan is 54 inches long and 16 inches wide.
Loaded up with her roadkill partner for the trip to the butcher: