Post by SHOOTER on Jan 5, 2004 0:45:00 GMT -5
Just got back from the deer lease west of Ozona. Had been there since Wendsday night.
Thursday morning the wind was blowing about 20 MPH and the deer didn't cooperate so being as the blind is at the botom of a hill I though I might as well give the call
a try. Went to the truck and got the call and the decoy and set them up about 50 yards out, and I got back into the blind. I thought it was going to be pointless the way the wind was blowin, but after about 10 minutes a bobcat came trotting in. He never presented me with a good shot so he gets to live to see another day.
One of the guys on the lease, George, had expressed an interest in predator calling over the Christmas weekend. I showed him my callers and explained to him how they worked and how I set up to call. Well he was at the lease Thursday afternoon and after we filled my feeder, we decided to give it a try. On the first set he has ever made after about 15 mintes of calling in trots another bobcat. I never saw it until George took the shot at about 150 yds. I saw it run into the bushes. Went to the place where it was and no blood or hair.
Next set we called in a red fox at about 30 yards. George thought he had a long time to be able to shoot it but after about 2 second it ran walked back into the bushes and we never got another shot at it.
The next afternoon we called in a pair of Red Fox and again he hesitated to long. After they left it told George again that he cannot hesitate. If he has a clear shot take it. Still setting at the same spot I changed the sound on the caller via the remote from the grey fox special to the grown Jackrabbit called and I'll be d**ned if another fox didn't make an apperance. George didn't hesitated on it and it met the 50 grain ballisttip from Georges 22-250. George goes over to it and I pull the truck down the sendero to pick up the call. BAM BAM
While George was taking a picture of it another one came in about 20 feet from him and made a charge at him. He put the camera between his knee's and unslung his riflle. It got away though, as I think Geroge shot over him. The next set up produce another bobcat they got hung up behind a cedar tree and we never got a shot at him.
That evening after 2 unsuccesful sets, we pull on to an oil well location and parked the truck between the pump jack and the reserve pit. After 5 minutes of calling here come the eyes. To make a long story short, it was another bobcat. I got a shot off at it as it stepped from behind a cedar tree and was about to unass the area. I thought I had missed after getting back on the area where I had shot, so I went to pick up the call and decided to go to where he was standing and have a look around. Blood and fur...........we tracked him about 150 yds in to a creek botttom and into some of the thickest underbrush you can imagine. Common sense then prevailed as it was 2 o'clock in the morning and neither of us had a firearm. The next day we tracked him another 200 yards into a flat area where we lost the blood trail.
Needless to say it was a great weekend and George is hooked, big time. 4 Cats and 5 Fox in two days is really good for the area we hunt in. Although we only got 1 fox to show for it it was great.
My only real concern nows is that George may think I can call like this all the time, boy does he have another think coming.
Thursday morning the wind was blowing about 20 MPH and the deer didn't cooperate so being as the blind is at the botom of a hill I though I might as well give the call
a try. Went to the truck and got the call and the decoy and set them up about 50 yards out, and I got back into the blind. I thought it was going to be pointless the way the wind was blowin, but after about 10 minutes a bobcat came trotting in. He never presented me with a good shot so he gets to live to see another day.
One of the guys on the lease, George, had expressed an interest in predator calling over the Christmas weekend. I showed him my callers and explained to him how they worked and how I set up to call. Well he was at the lease Thursday afternoon and after we filled my feeder, we decided to give it a try. On the first set he has ever made after about 15 mintes of calling in trots another bobcat. I never saw it until George took the shot at about 150 yds. I saw it run into the bushes. Went to the place where it was and no blood or hair.
Next set we called in a red fox at about 30 yards. George thought he had a long time to be able to shoot it but after about 2 second it ran walked back into the bushes and we never got another shot at it.
The next afternoon we called in a pair of Red Fox and again he hesitated to long. After they left it told George again that he cannot hesitate. If he has a clear shot take it. Still setting at the same spot I changed the sound on the caller via the remote from the grey fox special to the grown Jackrabbit called and I'll be d**ned if another fox didn't make an apperance. George didn't hesitated on it and it met the 50 grain ballisttip from Georges 22-250. George goes over to it and I pull the truck down the sendero to pick up the call. BAM BAM
While George was taking a picture of it another one came in about 20 feet from him and made a charge at him. He put the camera between his knee's and unslung his riflle. It got away though, as I think Geroge shot over him. The next set up produce another bobcat they got hung up behind a cedar tree and we never got a shot at him.
That evening after 2 unsuccesful sets, we pull on to an oil well location and parked the truck between the pump jack and the reserve pit. After 5 minutes of calling here come the eyes. To make a long story short, it was another bobcat. I got a shot off at it as it stepped from behind a cedar tree and was about to unass the area. I thought I had missed after getting back on the area where I had shot, so I went to pick up the call and decided to go to where he was standing and have a look around. Blood and fur...........we tracked him about 150 yds in to a creek botttom and into some of the thickest underbrush you can imagine. Common sense then prevailed as it was 2 o'clock in the morning and neither of us had a firearm. The next day we tracked him another 200 yards into a flat area where we lost the blood trail.
Needless to say it was a great weekend and George is hooked, big time. 4 Cats and 5 Fox in two days is really good for the area we hunt in. Although we only got 1 fox to show for it it was great.
My only real concern nows is that George may think I can call like this all the time, boy does he have another think coming.