The wife had her pronghorn by 7:30. We went back to the house and got everything cut up and in the freezer. I went back out about 1 p.m. (I still had a doe tag to fill) and didn't see anything. When I was about to give up around 3:00 I began driving home when I spotted a coyote out in the field close to where the old lady got her kill so I decided to try and sneak up on it and call it in. When I got out there I found a hole where it more than likely crawled into so I just sat there for a while trying to squeak it out. Low and behold a doe pops up about 600 yards out. I managed to sneak up on it and took her down. Sucked having to carry that thing over 500 yards to the road. Meat in the freezer though.

Only saw two coyotes the whole day. This might actually be a good thing, not having the contest. Let them repopulate some. I am sure the damn planes will have their way with them.