Coyote Run #1.1

 

July 9, 2003

 

The day started out nicely with a cool morning breeze whispering by my ears while cruising on my luxurious Honda Rancher with our attack dog, named Lucy, to the Big Barn.  When I arrived at the barn, Lucy and I hoped off of the Honda and walked into the barn.  Dad told me to move a tractor that needed to be moved to a different location within the barn.  After moving the tractor, I heard in the distance a telephone.  I knew it was a cell phone because of the ring tone that it possessed.  Then I ran to the Honda where the phone was and answered the incoming call.  It was Dad advising me that he has spotted two coyotes in the Big Pasture with the cows.  I told him that Lucy and I were enroute to the location.  When we cruising to the location of the coyotes, I thought to myself that he was dreaming.  So we rode the fence lines from behind the house, to the trap, to the coyote stand and finally to the fencerow that is by the plowed field.  I got a ways down the fence and spotted two healthy looking coyotes.  Apparently they have never encountered a person with an ATV.  So I sicked the attack dog on them, that’s when they noticed that we were going get them.  I, along the attack dog, went chasing after the first coyote.  This coyote was not too smart.  He lacked the inspirations that previous coyotes possessed.  I, with the attack dog 30 feet behind me, chased him around for about four minutes until he put the switch-a-roo on me.  He went sliding through the fence without hitting a single wire.  Then I called and called for Lucy; she finally arrived on the scene.  She was sniffing around and refused not to get on the Honda, so I decided to take off after the second coyote.  He was watching me get closer and closer to him. Need I remind you that I was laughing and “hahaing” during the chases.  He finally took off toward the back of the pasture by the trap, but I got around the side of him and headed him off into another direction.  Then he decided to head directly toward where the other coyote jumped through the fence.  I was gaining on him until I hit a low smooth ditch that goes by the pond where the brush pile is.  I hit the ditch doing almost wide open in 4^th gear with a wall of water nine feet tall.  I plowed through with a vengeance to get that coyote.  He finally got to the fence and hit the wire, then doing a complete summersault and ran directly toward our neighbor’s house.  This coyote must have been watching the first one; he didn’t fool around with me.  Then the dog arrives and we head for the barn.  While cruising to the barn, that’s when I realized that I had lost my cell phone, so I whipped that Honda back around and started backtracking.  I met Dad on the road and advised him of the situation and added in the details on the chase.  I asked him for his cell phone to locate mine.  (I had a clue where it was but I was not 100% sure.)  Lucy and I started following my tracks and finally ended up by that big ditch.  There I stopped my Honda and directly to my left was my cell phone laying upside down with some mud and water on it.  I returned to the barn and went back to my job.

 

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