Rather than jack Ryans thread any further, I thought I'd throw up a couple pix of my Sally dog.
About as good as it gets for a 60+ year old foot hunter.
Easy handling, lives in the house with my GSP, and catches her own Cats and Coon.

Lovely dog.

Thanks Ann

She's plenty "Gritty" yet real "Sweet".

Guess you could call her a "Sweety". ;>

I think I hijacked Ryans thread a bit with a question about your Sally, then found this post. I think we have littermates or relatives at least.

Got my Spud dog in Rexburg. Stryker/Sage pup born 08/14/2009.

Here's pic of my red dog with his sister from the next litter down.
LOVE those brindle dogs!

This one is more "feral" than "Cur"

Those are some great pics of each of your respective dogs, and John113 not to hijak this thread, but could you tell me more about hunting those coyotes with dogs? I have never used dogs for that specific purpose. It looks pretty sporting!

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Originally posted by Dieseltrucker:
Those are some great pics of each of your respective dogs, and John113 not to hijak this thread, but could you tell me more about hunting those coyotes with dogs? I have never used dogs for that specific purpose. It looks pretty sporting!

Here's the story on that pic:


DoubleCK hollered at me and was in Laramie with Spud's sister Tucker from the (Stryker/Sage-Dasher's) litter after Spud's. She's 9 months old and the image of their Daddy, dark-brindle, while Spud is red-brindle colored like their momma and 16 months old.

I picked him and Tucker up in Laramie at daybreak and headed out of town into the winter wonderland. Albany County had about 10" of snow so we headed toward Platte County between Wheatland and Laramie. Called a rancher buddy and he said to come on in.

Got to the ranch and set up on our first stand. Double CK used his e-caller to really get 3 different groups to howl back. Waited a while for something to show up. Spud and Tucker played around a lot chasing each other. Purdy sat it out by me as usual.

Moved toward one of the packs and got into position overlooking a creek bottom in a canyon. Worked into their territory. Sun at our backs, breeze in our face, we sat under some trees in the shade for camo. Had one large pine between me and and an unobstructed view of the far side of the canyon.

I used a Psycho Tweety call to send some high-pitched distress calls and sat back to watch the response. Spud and Tucker were doing their thing exploring below us. Purdy was sitting just in front of me and DoubleCK. One little call was all....

I was examining the far side of the canyon and saw a gyp coyote standing about 500 yards out looking at the dogs. I told DoubleCK about her, but he couldn't see her because the pine tree blocked his view.

I wondered where the rest of her pack was and figured she was hanging back. I lowered my binocs to tell DoubleCK to watch for incoming coyotes, glanced below me and to my left just in time to see FIVE (!) coyotes come boiling out of a draw and surround Spud.

HOLY SMOKES! he looked like Colonel Custer on a little knob surrounded by advancing coyoes out for his scalp! They fanned out and surrounded him, tails held high, ears back and closing. Tucker was not in sight. I think she was above and behind Spud.

It looked like Spud was gonna take a wuppin' or even be a goner. DoubleCK was on my right and swung toward them. I told him to hold up and dragged Purdy out of his line-of-fire.

His Ruger .223 spoke and he hammered the one that was nose-to-nose with Spud. The coyote collapsed at the shot and the other 4 were headed back to the creek bottom at Mach 1. I swear Spud cast a grateful glance up our way.

I barked and one stopped, showing me his right side. I centered the reticle of my Leupold Vari-X III 4.5-14x40 Tactical Mil-dot on my 700VS carbine .223 on his shoulder. The Hornady 55V-max sped toward its mark and impacted behind the shoulder. He went down, looked like an instant kill, but he layed there and Ki-Yi'ed for about 5 seconds.

Meanwhile the other three headed off to an important meeting they had forgotten about. We waited about a half an hour, expecting them to show up to look for their brothers, but they never returned.

Spud and Tucker came up to us, relief on his face. The first coyote down was flagging his tail. Spud went down to investigate and Purdy went with him. They played tug of war and shake the coyote. We walked down and got Tucker to get involved. DoubleCK shook the coyote and encouraged her to grab hold and she did! She did a great job.



I got Purdy and Spud to go with me, cast them downwind of the coyote I shot, told them to find that coyote. Spud was ahead and as soon as he hit the scent he turned left and burned straight in, grabbing the chest and crunching down hard. Purdy of course had to take it away from him. She gets a bit possessive of coyotes.


We posed our coyotes and the dogs and took some hero shots to share.

Tucker, Spud and Purdy



Diesel Trucker:
Basically, one enters the coyote's territory, simulates a distressed prety species or howls like an interloper.
The coyotes respond due to food or to territorial encroachment. They see the dogs, try to run them off. The dog chases the coyote, the coyote chases the dog, I tone the collar on the dog's neck, they come back to me, the coyote follows and is usually taken inside 100 yards, sometimes lots closer.



ravenr,

Love that pic of your moose dog!
John

John113,

That is a great write up of the hunt! Being from Alabama, that type of hunting sounds pretty cool, as we don't have those wide open spaces to stretch out a rifle like that.