Both grandads alcoholics. Dad and siblings rustled food from the poorly kept up farm to feed themselves. One shot kills, noodling, he knew every little wild man country boy trick in the book. Sat/slept alongside Dad as he hunted coyote at night. Hunted (Blue Jays/Moccassion snakes) squirrel, rabbit, geese, pigeon with air rifle as a kid in TX. But I lost interest 40 years ago as a teenager. As an adult I've backpacked the CA Sierras alot with some close encounters with coyotes/bobcat/mtn.lion/bear. After I took up pcp air rifle, a coyote would follow me from 100yds as I'd shoot ground squirrels, passing once at 10 yds (Mtn.lion can be attracted to hotdogs; bobcat and coyote get into the AL melon gardens) (Shot a little 3 gun back in the 90's.)

I live in creepy depraved California. Always wanted to live by a creek. Our retirement cabin overlookes a norther Alabamie creek on 5 acres and surrounded by brushy forest. This summer'13 live trapped coon, possom, ferral cat and visualled a Bob at 75yds. A sizeable coyote pack sounds off very close yet out of sight. My only brief sighting was of a Chow dog face with coyote ears back in '06 before the property was cleared.

Great White Oak on Right

What a difference a season makes! Headed to Alabam with half dozen Minnesoto traps but found the terrain too thick to penatrate. I'll have to wait until the leaves are off just to get the far side of creek where the pack migrates.
Minimal hunting trapping experience, but it's in my blood.