ongplott
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Registered: Mar 2016
Location: Wisconsin
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I suck at finding coons
I was reading some threads about slick treeing tonight at about 1030 before bed. It got me really wanting to go and hunt my dog. Well about midnight I finally got tired of thinking about it and said heck. Im going hunting. Loaded up my crap, dog jumped in the box and I was off. Saw 2 coons in my short 4 minute drive to a spot. Turned the dog loose and he hunted around for about 25 minutes before making a loop by me and finally he opened. (longest he's gone before striking a coon on a cast.) He gave one bawl (its almost like a scream, raspy and aggressive, not what i think a normal bawl is) then chopped once and started treeing. He does this on hot tracks, he hardly opens. Well he trees in a tree split at the base that has limbs everywhere, I couldn't see the coon. Didn't make me feel good. Its 130 now and i decide to go to another spot, I hated to leave on a possible slick. I cast him and he only takes about 5 minutes to open, he eventually loses that track. He keeps going along and chops real quick, bawls twice then rolls over to straight chop. I go down and see it is a tree about the diameter of a dinner plate. Easy to find a coon in this one, I thought. After 9 or 10 minutes of looking I can't see crap on this fairly small tree. I was nearly about to start chewing the dogs butt when I looked up once more and saw what I thought was a star shining through the leaves. I looked around at the sky, not a single star showing. I slid around the tree and sure enough. There sat a coon. Well I gave him a "Good boy!" and turned him off the tree. I walked out grinning so much my cheeks hurt. Then I thought "I really suck at finding coons." I'm still sitting here smiling at 3 in the morning as I type this. I guess I need to trust my dog a little more.....
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