I went to the lease yesterday to do some hog hunting and work on my stand, fill the feeders, change batteries and maybe get a hog. Well a couple small hogs cleaned up under one of my feedesr after the awesome thunderstorm I was treated to but before daylight. I put a floor in my stand and took pictures of turkey's with their baby turkeys, friendly jackrrabbits and cottontails and saw maybe 10 deer. The wild plums are ripe and there is echinacea (Purple Coneflower) blooming everywhere. The mosquito's were also thick and the storm muddied up the place big time. Just before I leave the lease I always take one more look around. As I was going down the west fenceline a coyote went running up the slope on my right. Igot the Whelen ready if he stopped and sure enough he did. It was 300 yards at least, way over there and when he stopped all I could really pick out of the tall flowers was his ears. I knewe which direction he was pointing so I too a careful rest over the hood of my truck, held a bit over him an let go with a good squeeze. Coyote leaps into the air and runs a few feet. I drive over there and find him, hit just a bit far back in the ribs but the over 1 inch exit hole showed there was plenty of damage. Call it luck but I was shooting at that particular coyote and I did know about how high to hold. Maybe the coyote was having a pretty unlucky day but the Whelen was definitly having some. The real variable to me was the bullet had to negotiate a foot or so of wildflowers to get him, no problem I guess for 250 grains of pointed bullet.