Zach and I rang in the new year coon hunting. We were out in the cold and snow running dogs. We hunt a black and tan and an English dog.
The dogs ran a coon into a culvert pipe but because it was on a bad bend of the road where cars often speed we called them off of it so they wouldn’t be trying to figure out the track on the road.
It was so cold the dogs picked up another track fast but it went to a den tree. The coon was probably there but we couldn’t scare it out.
We then came home and put the dogs back away since it was cold and we already ran two tracks.