I was on my way home from work when a good buddy of mine called on my cell phone. After a brief hello he said he had a problem and needed my help.
One of the places we hunt is loaded with coyotes, so he decided to go hang out for a while this afternoon with his .22-250. At about 4:30 he called in a big song dog and dispatched him...right in the middle of the frozen pond. My friendtook two steps out on the ice and went through.
After getting back on the bank he realized he had a minor problem: one very dead coyote and no way to get him off the thin ice. That's where I came in. "Go to the truck and get warm. I'll be there in an hour".
After stopping home to gather some gear and kiss my wife, I headed to the property. With one of my musky rods and a great big bucktail spinner we talked strategy. "You hold the flashlight and I'll snag him".
My friend neglected to tell me he had no flashlight. Great...we were going fishing for coyotes in the dark. First cast I thumped the lure on him. With a quick tug I set the hook, but the 20# mono wouldn't budge the critter. So after snapping my line,I went back to my truckfor Plan B.
This is probably as redneck as it gets, but I figured if I could get a bowfishing arrow in him I could get the dead coyote off the ice.One shot...thump..."'Yote on!!!" A steady hand over hand pull brought him to bag. Not a bad coyote--37# with a thick, lush winter coat. He'll make a nice mount for sure.