Did you pullout the love-gun?
Doubtful, that was before “Rawlanda” became “Rick”…
Quite a while back, a BIG ol’ boy decided he was going to put a hurtin’ on me with his rodeo belt buckle, and his buddies where right behind him.
I pulled the Gold Cup out with my right hand and the snubby out with my left, both at low ready, more or less. The fun part was him walking away, trying to hold his pants up. Man, I wish I had video of it.
Nice lol, nothing says kick rocks like a .45
To the OP’s question, I have no comment.
That’s odd. I’ve stumbled across many a pack of coyotes around here. In every instance when they catch a glimpse of me they punch out as fast as possible -the whole lot of 'em. They’re so skittish and scared they don’t even look back at least as far as the eye can see them high-tailing it away.
Maybe they’re a different kind of breed around these parts, but they’re not much bigger than a fox and very frail looking. I’m guessing I could take a dozen or so by hand if they ever decided to team up and come at me.
Were you using stink bait?