Have any coyote encounters on runs?

All these posts about being scared of a little (or so called big) coyote are pretty comical. I was raised on a farm. Try being 16 years old & having to deal with pissed off bull that gored the hired hand. A coyote is basically like a dog except they're afraid of humans. One little kick to its mouth will send it yelping away. (not that I've done this to an attacking dog or anything. he he)

PS - animals can sense fear, so backing away or worse yet running away in fear is only going to draw it CLOSER. If a coyote were to ever approach or attack (very doubtful), stand your ground & start swinging your fists (or feet) like actual man.

Since you've never been attacked by one best to keep your bacon hole shut for now. Thanks.

I've seen coyotes on many runs, including the Hollister trail at Nike. They've never been aggressive, especially compared to some encounters I've had with "domesticated" dogs.

ics wrote:

Jasper Lennon wrote:

Just as she is about to pass me I see a silvery whitish dog-like creature out of the corner of my eye coming at me about 4 feet to my right. "OH SH!T!" I proceed to perform my best Usain Bolt impression and haul @ss more quickly than ever before.

"Was that someone's dog?" the second cyclist says as she passes me."

I bet it was a dog & you were running away like a scared school girl. Do you have this on tape so we can all watch?

Nope

What part of "coyote ahead, coyote ahead"

and

"Dude, there is a coyote chasing you"

did you not comprehend? Or the fact I ran into another coyote on the very same trail later on.

And, um, duh...I was running away. I thought I'd made that pretty clear in my post. I was very frightened and I'm certain you would have been too in the same circumstance which you seem to not understand either.

ics wrote:

Jasper Lennon wrote:

Just as she is about to pass me I see a silvery whitish dog-like creature out of the corner of my eye coming at me about 4 feet to my right. "OH SH!T!" I proceed to perform my best Usain Bolt impression and haul @ss more quickly than ever before.

"Was that someone's dog?" the second cyclist says as she passes me."

I bet it was a dog & you were running away like a scared school girl. Do you have this on tape so we can all watch?

I.e., it being pitch black save for a small illuminated area in front of you as well as having shitty eye sight to begin with. Not being raised on a farm and not knowing anything about coyotes other than the many signs in the area that say "Beware of coyotes"...

In addition to having many parts of you flesh exposed as well as it being cold. Then suddenly out of nowhere from the pitch black you see a dog-looking thing lunging right at you in an instant. Close enough that you could have reached out and touched it. I don't care where you were raised, but under those circumstances you wouldn't be waiting around to see what it was or if it was actually about to sink its teeth into you or not. You would bolt the fvck out of there and think later.

No one is impressed by your internet tough guy act.

Paavo's Stopwatch wrote:

I came across a couple cayotes on a run last week. They were probably 20 yards away when I went by them. Both were just standing on side path from the trail I was on. I didn't want to run back by them, so instead of turning around at a normal spot, I had to reroute and extend my run fairly significantly.

Has anyone had any encounters with cayotes while on runs? Or, does anyone know anything about how agressive cayotes are? Was rerouting my run an unnecessary precaution?

Just Bares.

Many times and so has our ignorant governor!!!

http://www.thedailybeast.com/articles/2011/09/10/rick-perry-says-he-shot-a-coyote-while-jogging-but-where-are-witnesses.html

I have come across a coyote while running in Chicago. I was surprised to see wildlife, let alone a coyote. The Coyote just trotted away from me.

Note: Coyotes are dangerous only if you are a roadrunner.

Out west, only time I've ever seen aggressive coyotes was in an area that had been hit with wildfire the season before.

I was Mountain biking and ran into a pack 8. They were starving. They stalked me for a mile or so until I came to a downhill and got away from them.

But, no matter how skittish, you run from a wild animal and it's bound to chase you.

I've bumped in to a number of cougars in my time. Even picked up a few and brought them home to play with.

rut like a animal wrote:

I've bumped in to a number of cougars in my time. Even picked up a few and brought them home to play with.

You. I like you.

ics wrote:

All these posts about being scared of a little (or so called big) coyote are pretty comical. I was raised on a farm. Try being 16 years old & having to deal with pissed off bull that gored the hired hand. A coyote is basically like a dog except they're afraid of humans. One little kick to its mouth will send it yelping away. (not that I've done this to an attacking dog or anything. he he)

PS - animals can sense fear, so backing away or worse yet running away in fear is only going to draw it CLOSER. If a coyote were to ever approach or attack (very doubtful), stand your ground & start swinging your fists (or feet) like actual man.

You must be a complete bad A. I bet no one messes with you.

Somebody fixed the typo in the thread name. This thread is ruined. Ruined I tell ya.

I think the average adult is too big, they usually prey on rodents, I guess a small child or pet could be prey. Even wolves will only attack an adult in a pack and when their regular food source is lacking. Man is not a natural food source for any animal (none); far more people are killed by accidental encounters with snakes and insects. Btw, most large carnavoires have an ambush and chase instinct; I heard stories of lions running away when you run towards them. The most dangerous animals in Africa are actually the hippo and water buffalo in heat. With that said, almost any animal will attack when confronted/startled and they don't have an escape route, they are nursing and/or starving.

You are correct, I try to avoid coyotes on my evening frolics.

I've encountered coyotes many times on runs in Massachusetts. I feel completely disrespected by them. They cross my path, give a slight glance, but do not change speed or direction. They are not afraid of me or interested. I supposed they were thinking, "too slow to catch me, too big to eat." So to the coyote I am a nothing. That is disrespectful.

I would like to think of myself as an awe inspiring, interesting guy.

My ego is crushed.

Tom

On a morning run in Spokane, five or six of us came upon a bunch of hobos sharing a handle of vodka on a bench by the river. They warned us about a coyote up ahead. We didn't take them very seriously, but we eventually saw it up ahead, and chased it down a trail for a mile or so before it disappeared.

Once I was running on an old trail outside Eugene and the weather was fine and I was having a good time all by myself, thank you very much. I was a couple hours into my run and saw what looked like Andrew Wheating trotting ahead of my with his hands stuck in his pockets. I thought, "That guy IS weird, but why would he run with his hands in his pockets?"

I kept at my run and slowly crept up on Andrew only to realize that he wasn't as far off as I initially thought he was. In fact, he was much much closer than he should have been for how tall he is. So now I was really confused--the closer I got the smaller Andrew became. "Am I going bonkers?" I wondered.

No I was not going bonkers, Andrew kept getting smaller--I had GONE bonkers and fallen down a rabbit hole!

My mind worked furiously trying to riddle this out. I got closer and closer and Andrew got smaller and smaller. All the while trotting down the trail with his hands in his pockets.

Eventually I was right on top of Andrew and could see him clearly. To my horror, Andrew Wheating had turned into a wild turkey!

In my shock I lost my balance and slipped on a stick. The loud crack from the breaking stick caught Andrew's attention and he turned in surprise. Upon seeing me he burst into flight and disappeared into the nearest bunch of shrubbery.

With Andrew fleeing, I stopped and tried to put the events together into some logical order. To make sense of what I just saw. But I am still, years later, struggling to figure out how Andrew Wheating turns into a wild turkey when he takes to running the trails around Eugene in the Summer.

Zev wrote:

rut like a animal wrote:

I've bumped in to a number of cougars in my time. Even picked up a few and brought them home to play with.

You. I like you.

Are you a cougar? If so I like you too.

If you are a 53 year old beer bellied guy with excess back hair & drool stains on your man beater not so much.

But the hijack should die.

A serious safety issue is the topic. Dangerous animal encounters are more apt to happen in certain area and could pose a real threat. The more info we get the more we will know how to deal with the random Liliger we encounter on our runs.