Wackin'-N-Stackin' Coyotes

Not only is our fearless leader at ScentBlocker Scott Shultz a world traveled bowhunter- he's hooked on winter predator hunting. He's a wealth of knowledge on the subject so I asked Scott recently to describe a hunt. In his own words...



Scott is ready in his Northern extreme gear waiting for some coyotes to show up. Scott is ready in his Northern Extreme gear waiting for some coyotes to show up.

I live in a remote valley that during the winter is home to a large herd of whitetail deer, an equal number of hungry turkeys, and of course, the ever opportunistic coyotes.

It was early Saturday morning, the weather had turned cold, really cold, as the light of dawn slowly brought every detail of the snow-covered valley to life. I was set up behind a deadfall which made a perfect rest for the bipod of my .243 WSSM Varmint rig.

I was hunting coyotes but my rabbit squealer was in my pocket because this morning I was watching a pile of coyote bait, 200 yards away, consisting of road-killed deer carcasses.

There had been several deer in view but all of them had run off with their tails flared and in full alert. The coyotes had arrived!

Sure enough! Two coyotes came running down the ridge toward the bait pile. A big male and a female stopped at woods edge to make a final check before coming into the open field to feed on the frozen deer. I was nearly invisible as I and my gun were completely decked out in snow camo.


Scott takes his coyote population control seriously. Here is his transportation, rifle, three dead 'yotes, and a much healthier deer herd. Scott takes his coyote population control seriously. Here is his transportation, rifle, three dead 'yotes, and a much healthier deer herd.

The big male stood at the bait as I settled the crosshairs on his chest and my trigger finger applied pressure to the 2lb trigger. At the crack of the rifle, I watched him fold up and drop on the spot. The female ran straight away as fast as she could go. I had her in the scope but really had no chance to shoot her as she reached the end of the field. I knew the yardage well as she started up the ridge at 435 yards. Then she made a deadly mistake. At 445 yards, thinking she had outdistanced any danger, she stopped to look back. A twist of the scope to 25 power made it easy to refocus and hold the crosshairs 6 inches over her shoulder. At the shot she flinched, turned, rolled into a spinning blur as she went out of my sight.

I hurried down the steep bank behind my hiding spot to my snow track machine and took off to get a closer look at the distance coyote. A quick second shot finished her off and concluded a quick Saturday morning hunt where I shot two good coyotes without ever blowing a call.

Check the regs in your state to be very sure that baiting for coyotes is legal. Where it is, you can have great success on coyotes far too smart to respond to a call.


WOW! Thanks Scott for taking us along on that wild hunt. Stay tuned everyone as I know Scott's quest for more coyotes is far from being over. And when you get your own 'yote- be sure to send us pictures.

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