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07-31-2018, 11:30 PM
Hey Guys,
This happened a couple of weeks ago but I wanted to share it anyway.
A few weeks ago my wife was out of town and my parents in law took my kind for the better part of the day which left me with the rare oppertunity to take my guys on a semi fully loaded trail hike. I picked a loop on Ft. Lewis that goes around a mashy, stream, pond area and through a pheasant release sight. This area has some spots this good fishing assess as well a pritty good wild life viewing. The loop was a total of about 6.5 mile and very flat. It was the first real hike over 2 miles they had ever done witb or with out packs. I was trying to get an idea of where my guys where physically as wellas how there following training was going.
As we walked down a tank trail through part of the pheasant release sight I saw a coyote on the road heading our way maybe 80 yrds out. He had already stopped to check me out and after a few seconds hopped of into the brush. Then all of a sudden that little coyote started going crazy, yipping, howling and running around in the brush. Well my goats who where spread out over about 30 yrds inline behing me moved up to almost in my back pack in about 2 seconds. They stayed i my pocket for the next mile. That little coyote hand railed us for about 20 minutes carrying on. I guys maybe he smelled the guys and could not help himself. It was very funny though. Its also intresting to note that I have seen two of my three packers head bunt dogs that have gotten to close and I think one my have evn clunked a pritty agressive one the other day. However that little wild coyote put the fear of god in all 3 quick. Its funny how maybe they know the difrence between a dumb kind tuff house dog and a for real predator.
Any way we all survived the hike. The guys where beat. When we did finally get back to the truck the all ruck sack flopped at there spot on a log where I had them hooked. Luckily for them being a Dad I had packed post hike snacks for them all, whick they all inhaled. I then took them all down to the water incase they wanted a drink, which none seemed to want. I low lined then in a spot where they could get both grass a blackberry bushes, I them went fly fishing for a while and turned up a mix of nice cut throat trout, sun fish and bass which I release as quickly as I could. I loaded up the guys and headed home feeling very prepared for my up comming trip.
This happened a couple of weeks ago but I wanted to share it anyway.
A few weeks ago my wife was out of town and my parents in law took my kind for the better part of the day which left me with the rare oppertunity to take my guys on a semi fully loaded trail hike. I picked a loop on Ft. Lewis that goes around a mashy, stream, pond area and through a pheasant release sight. This area has some spots this good fishing assess as well a pritty good wild life viewing. The loop was a total of about 6.5 mile and very flat. It was the first real hike over 2 miles they had ever done witb or with out packs. I was trying to get an idea of where my guys where physically as wellas how there following training was going.
As we walked down a tank trail through part of the pheasant release sight I saw a coyote on the road heading our way maybe 80 yrds out. He had already stopped to check me out and after a few seconds hopped of into the brush. Then all of a sudden that little coyote started going crazy, yipping, howling and running around in the brush. Well my goats who where spread out over about 30 yrds inline behing me moved up to almost in my back pack in about 2 seconds. They stayed i my pocket for the next mile. That little coyote hand railed us for about 20 minutes carrying on. I guys maybe he smelled the guys and could not help himself. It was very funny though. Its also intresting to note that I have seen two of my three packers head bunt dogs that have gotten to close and I think one my have evn clunked a pritty agressive one the other day. However that little wild coyote put the fear of god in all 3 quick. Its funny how maybe they know the difrence between a dumb kind tuff house dog and a for real predator.
Any way we all survived the hike. The guys where beat. When we did finally get back to the truck the all ruck sack flopped at there spot on a log where I had them hooked. Luckily for them being a Dad I had packed post hike snacks for them all, whick they all inhaled. I then took them all down to the water incase they wanted a drink, which none seemed to want. I low lined then in a spot where they could get both grass a blackberry bushes, I them went fly fishing for a while and turned up a mix of nice cut throat trout, sun fish and bass which I release as quickly as I could. I loaded up the guys and headed home feeling very prepared for my up comming trip.