COYOTE

Twenty years ago, coyotes were one of my favorite photo subjects.  This extremely adaptable species was both deadly hunter and scavenger.  Nothing it seemed, was too large or too insignificant, too old or too new, to be left off the coyotes menu.  Whether it was big game or game birds, domestic sheep or farm-yard chickens, coyotes made few friends.  I guess I was one of just a few.  The sheer variety of behavior they would engaged in, made each and every encounter a new and exciting adventure.

18-399-8Coyote feeds on an elk in Wyoming.  Tracks and blood in the snow told the story. Coyotes had harassed a cow and her big calf through the night.  By morning at least thirteen coyotes had assembled and were finally able to bring down the large calf.  Twelve hours later there was only a large trampled area of blood and hair remaining.

18-214-6 copy                             A hungry coyote I’d been photographing stalks my camera.

18-215-43 After pulling down my camera and telephoto lens the coyote proceeds to eat the leather camera strap.  Then he started gnawing on the leather-covered Nikon F3 camera body.  When I moved in to save my gear the coyote bared his teeth and kept gnawing.  I took off my hat and tossed it like a frisby over the coyote.   When he chased the hat,  I rushed in and grabbed my camera.  But apparently he didn’t think much of the trade and wanted the camera back.  When he started after me I swung the whole camera outfit at him like a baseball player on deck.

18-1-2Coyote mousing for red-backed voles.

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