I've been reading this board for a couple of years now and have never posted. This topic about smallest sheds and coues kills has my attention. My first coues was in the early 80's. A fine cool morning (Sunday). I was sleeping in because the previous days assault on Montana peak had done in my legs. About 9:30 I took a stroll with my rifle, small shovel, and a roll of anti-skid paper. Doing my business I watched 2 coyotes cross a ridge about 600 yards away. After finishing my business, I went to check them out. Putting the glass on them, they turned into 2 whitetail does. As they came closer I realized one of them, then both appeared to be spikes. I moved closer and found a rest, picked out the one with the biggest body (LOL), and sqeezed off a shot. He looked around and kept eating, so, I shot again. This time he took a couple of steps and ate some more. So, I took a 4th shot. This time he stumbled and went down. His buddy (the one with the small rack) just looked on. When I got to him I discovered that I hadn't been missing him at all. I could put my hand over all 4 holes in his chest. I tagged him and was disappointed to see that the tag was wider than the length of the spikes. Just as well though because there would have been nothing to keep the old metal band from sliding off. At home I took a hacksaw and removed the skull cap with antlers. It took maybe a week
to dry out sufficiently for me to show it off. Friends would ask, "did you get your buck this year"?
I would just smile and proudly ask, wanna see the rack? I'd then remove it from the hip pocket of my Levi's
and show off my first ever Coues, the desert ghost.
No, I don't have pictures!
EBB