Time drug slowly and silently, until I heard a 'yote let loose, down wind, with barks, short howls and more barks, very simular to a Kee-kee-Run. This is the Warning Call so this stand is a bust.
Went to another set-up and after 45mins, I decided to scout some new territory. Back to the truck, look over the maps and head off to greener pastures.
Arrived at the selected area and started scouting the southern side. The pines have been cut in a strip along a creekbottom, so I set-up and get out the Li'l Dog Howler and let out a Rabbit Distress cry and repeated, after a 30 sec. pause. Time went slow and silent and I was about to blow the call when I caught movement off to my right side and a Greyfox appeared and then disappeared between a log and brushpile. The rifle, with Bi-Pod, came around and the Grey stepped into the clear. A lip-squeak (Kiss'n sound) brought the Grey to a halt and she looked to see what had made the noise. Just as I pulled the trigger, her head swung forward and she took a step, the Ruger M-77.22Mag spat a CCI 50gr.HP and the Grey went down screaming. I got to her fast, but the HP had taken out her liver and she was just going limp. It was 1:35PM; Persistance paid off!
Her pelt was in prime condition, no mange, rough spots and thick, but the Mag had left an exit hole about quarter size. I found a log with a shelf type shape and set-up for the following shots.
Female GreyFox:
Ruger M-77.22Mag & Li'l Dog Howler/Distress Call:
Edited: Oops, this isn't the Predator Forum....
