[attachment=37487:attachment]My captain took my son and I hunting on the California coast on Jan. 2. About 10:30 in the morning, we came upon a small herd. As we were glassing them and picking out the one we wanted, we almost got busted by a coyote that popped up over the bank! Fortunately, he ran off into the woods and not back down the hill toward the pigs. The weather was spectacular. 65 degrees with the wind in our face. He only made it about 60 yards from the first shot. He dressed out at 63 pounds. What a hunt! My son and I are both hooked!!!!!