Alright, so we had another eventful evening in the woods of Neshoba County. Didn't end up with much evidence but this is my story and I'm sticking to it. Lol. Went back to to the field where we saw a yote the other day while running traps and didn't have a rifle with us. Got there at sunset and sure nough there's one in the field sees us and darts to the tree line before we can get a rifle on him. We set up and wait not even turning the call on. About 10 minutes later our yote comes back out and my buddy puts a good lick on it at about 200 yards. Stays down for a while but keeps struggling towards the thicket so we put another round in it, appears to be down. So we sit for a few more minutes and another one comes out directly across the field from the first one. Stops at about 175 yards and l put one on it and takes off. Send a couple more rounds maybe hitting again but not sure but it was definitely hit before disappearing into the thicket. After a few more minutes we turn the call on and get nothing. Lol. We look for the first one for photographic evidence but no yote. Found blood trail to a creek just inside of the thicket nothing after that. We're calling 2 down. So we head to the next farm. As we pull in we scan a field not seeing anything we decide to go to the chicken house compost shed over looking another field. This spot has been good to us in the past and you don't have to worry about your scent.

As we're driving towards the shed unbeknownst to me my buddy starts hearing something. Thought it was the truck squeaking but really didn't sound right to him so he throws it in park and shuts it off. That's when all hell breaks loose. There is a pack sounding off and their close. I throw my head out the window put my thermal up and see 2 yotes directly in front of us across the fence in the field. I tell my buddy to get his rifle while I keep an eye on them. As he's getting his gear out of the truck another one pops into my picture. So I've got three now but they trot out of sight behind the shed. He's got his rifle and tripod now and I tell him to head to the spot we normally set up. I jump out of the truck grab my AR put on my thermal on it rack a round and start running after him. When I get there he's about set up but hasn't got his thermal turned on yet, I swear I didn't know. LOL...... I throw up off hand and see the pack out in the field about 100 yards from us. I'm not sure how many there was but I have eight to ten in my scope. Looked like a bunch dogs do when they're playing. Truly with all the racket they were making, I'm not sure if they were playing or fighting. Anyways I open up on them rolling one over. The pack breaks into two groups, one heading away from us and the other running towards us on a 45* angle to our right. I fire twice at the one leading the pack going right. Second round rolls him. Now they've pretty much scattered out heading for the trees. I find another in my scope just before the tree line and managed to roll it before getting back up and getting to the wood line. My buddy gets his thermal on just in time to see some of them darting into the woods. He did finish off the second one I shot that was still struggling in the field. Men I never thought I would get to see a pack of yotes but I did tonight and it was awesome I'm here tell you. I do wish my buddy could have witnessed a little more of it but chit happens. We found blood at spot where I popped the first and we heard the thump and I saw the third one roll. Only one found was the second. Bout the biggest mature male we've taken. He was a heavy little SOB to, bout tired of him by the time we drug him to the disposal site. We're calling five for the night with proof of only one and a heck of a story. Happy hunting.
LB