...just not many of late. Wendesday was dark (full cloud cover), cool, and misty with fairly consistent winds. In the first hunt, I spied a coyote that was much farther than I wanted to attempt shooting. I usually don't try to pursue coyotes on the move because they move faster than I do, but I thought he would be slower because he wasn't just on the move. He seemed to be mousing to the south and I thought I would head that way ahead of the wind. Somewhere along the way, he got ahead of me and ended up downwind of me and time ran out. On the second hunt, wind was in my favor. I was able to get plenty close with no problem to make my shot.