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Went on another wolf patrol today, and came close, but no shots fired. On the way in I cut tracks that were only a few hours old, so I knew they were in the area. I went in a little further, and set up with the distress call. After the first sequence, the distant howls started. Within 5 minutes, 3 different packs were singing along.
The closest pack was only a few hundred yards away, but the wind was wrong. I moved locations to a higher point that offered a small shooting lane, and started squealing again. They immediately started up again. They were only about 300 yards out in the trees, but after half an hour, they would not commit. To try and close the distance to them would be tough with the terrain between us. I switched to howling, which got them going stronger than ever, but still they never showed themselves.
Another gentleman had heard the howling and made the hike in to see if he could catch up to one. When he made his way to me, I told him the scenario, then wished him luck, as family commitments had me short on time.
As I hiked away, I stopped about 1000 yards out and glassed back in time to see a fat salt and pepper walk out into the clearing I had been watching. I left 10 minutes too early. No shots rang out, so I am not sure what the other hunter had decided to do after I left. I will be back up there again as soon as time allows. If I can figure out how, I'll also post a short video of the non-stop howling action.
The closest pack was only a few hundred yards away, but the wind was wrong. I moved locations to a higher point that offered a small shooting lane, and started squealing again. They immediately started up again. They were only about 300 yards out in the trees, but after half an hour, they would not commit. To try and close the distance to them would be tough with the terrain between us. I switched to howling, which got them going stronger than ever, but still they never showed themselves.
Another gentleman had heard the howling and made the hike in to see if he could catch up to one. When he made his way to me, I told him the scenario, then wished him luck, as family commitments had me short on time.
As I hiked away, I stopped about 1000 yards out and glassed back in time to see a fat salt and pepper walk out into the clearing I had been watching. I left 10 minutes too early. No shots rang out, so I am not sure what the other hunter had decided to do after I left. I will be back up there again as soon as time allows. If I can figure out how, I'll also post a short video of the non-stop howling action.