A Predator Hunting Story

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A Predator Hunting Story

As the sound of a dying rabbit echoes through the South Texas brush, you find yourself patiently scanning with your eyes back and forth, waiting, listening, watchingfor any movement coming towards the horrific sound of a distressed rabbit. It’s a place where excitement and adrenaline are ready to explode, knowing that at any givenmoment you will have a predator closing the distance,aggressively awaiting to devour its next meal. Movement is spotted as you position your self accordingly in its direction, anticipating every movement taken is a step closer towards its fate. You come face to face with a predator whose sole survival depends on its instinct to hunt. With one simple sound of a “whoop” the predator stops and zeros in on the sound as your cross hairs are positioned on its chest. As you gently squeeze the trigger, you see the predators reaction to the surprising sound of your rifle going off, as he takes a .17 HMR round to the chest. Thepredator has just become the prey. Your body is overcomewith excitement but at the same time with respect for the predator, knowing you did your part to help the landowners manage their deer herd and live stock.


My cousin took me predator hunting once after I graduated high school and I’ve been addicted ever since. I’ve shot plenty of coyotes while deer hunting, but to actually seek the predator and hunt specifically for them was amazing to me. There were rules in this game, where if you broke one, it meant the difference between putting fur on the ground or taking the long walk back to your truck with just your gear and sour lips from the reed of yourmouth call. It became an obsession, knowing it was something you can do all year round.  Not a lot of people cared about predator hunting at the time so access to ranches and property were easy to obtain. Being made fun of for hunting coyotes instead of deer hunting was common, but then again, predator hunting is not for everyone but it was for me.

Trial and error played a big role in my experience in predator hunting. You can be told what to do and read all the books you want in this game; but its not until you actually sit by a tree and start blowing on your mouth call that you start to become a better predator hunter. Scouting and doing a little recon is probably 50 percent of your hunt. It’s the work you put behind it that makes the difference. Having as much access to places to hunt will highly increase your odds in putting more fur on the ground. The person that is a better predator hunter is not the skilled one but the one who has the most property to hunt them on.

Coyotes are smart and adapt to situations very well. When calling at a new ranch or property I like to use a certain call, a rabbit in distress. As I return to that previous spot, I usually switch up the call to something with a higherpitch frequency and try to rotate sounds as much as possible. Using the same sound at the same place over and over will educate the predators making it harder to hunt them the next time around. If distress sounds don’t seem to get the job done you might have to throw in something we call coyote vocals. Learning to speak their language and understanding how they communicate will help you draw in an educated coyote. Predators are very territorial and will commit to the sound of another coyote they are not familiar with. Vocals are very effective during the spring and you can get them to break cover, enough to squeeze off a roundor two.


Our role as hunters is not only to put food on the table for our families, but to preserve this passion we call hunting and by doing so, predator control is a big part of that. It is something you can do with your family in the off-season while waiting for deer season to come around. There’s a saying that states that the three most important things in life is God, Family and Hunting and I couldn’t agree with that more. From playing the piano in the morning at my local church to calling coyotes in the evening as the sun sets on the horizon. You cant see the wonders of the outdoors and say there is no God. I have been extremely blessed to know Him and call Him friend. Growing up I was taught that Sundays are for God and every other day was for hunting.


People always ask me why I hunt predators and my answer remains the same...because it’s fun.” Seeing thatpredator charging in, in any direction can really get your blood pumping. I hunt these predators at night due to long working hours, which allows me to use my Sniper Hog Lights. I’m fortunate enough to team up with them and use their products. It allows me to hunt them at night when predators are most active. I find that predator hunting at night will give you more room for error and allows you to be a little more mobile. When the sun goes down the hunting doesn’t have to stop.


Over the years I have found that there are three thingsI need to be a successful predator hunter. Patience, Persistence and smooth Pinching. Keep these three Ps in your pocket when predator hunting. Being a law enforcement officer for the past ten years has taught me not to take everyday for granted. The bible says “My days are like the evening shadow; I wither away like grass. But you, Lord, sit enthroned forever”. –Palms 102:11-12. The little things in life are the most important. Don’t let life pass you by. So take advantage of this opportunity to live for God, love your loved ones and lets go calling. -Jacob Gomez