I was particularly mad that season. If you check my other post from this morning, I had 2 zekes encroaching on my property throwing out ridiculously loud calls. I finally caught them and had the state police haul them off. I was in the middle of that whole mess when this one decided to stalk me on my way in to my set-up in the dark.
Here's the rest of the story:
Now fast forward to deer season. I was on my way out to my stand in the dark one morning along the same track, and about the same place as this and all of a sudden that same alarm went off in my head.
I turned around and threw the beam of the flashlight in the direction I was being followed.
"You Son of a bitch!!!" I growled (you can say it when it's accurate!)
"If you think you can come on this property and hunt without my say so, you are sorrowfully mistaken. I'll leave you out for the buzzards , the same way I did to your sister. Now leave before I do something!!!"
I then crouched and made a few steps towards the sound I had heard. Something back in the cedars decided at that point to break and run.
I had one other opportunity at the yotes this Fall. My dogs were out playing in the back yard before season started and two coyotes came out of the bottoms and started stalking them. I went in the house, brought out my 30-06 bolt gun and tried a shot on one about 250 yards out with the barrel poking outside the back bedroom window. I missed, but I think I sent a clear message.
One other incident: Back over Memorial Day Weekend, I took Angus, my youngest out for a father/son campout. This was the trip where I showed him how to build his own campfire and cook is own food. Along about 0430 that morning, the coyotes went off about 40 yards from the tent. Lily, the beagle, was along, and she crawled into the bottom of my sleeping bag and would not come out.