A lot of our skills get shaped in childhood and my neighbors would say "hear the coyotes howling in the distance in the woods, it's time to get inside", but I was so incredibly fascinated and impressed by the very cool sounding howling I just had to see one of those fuckers. Once you tell a boy not to do something he's gonna do it. It became a mission and like an unhealthy autistic level obsession. also the region I grew up when I got older had; I swear to Jesus, on my life, more coyotes than anywhere I've ever seen when I look back on it and have more life experience. So it's a numbers game in terms of my success in learning their behaviour not so much as far as skill goes. But nah I put so much effort into seeing one of those amazing howling forrest dog like creatures that it became an unhealthy obsession. Man to this day those howls of relatively HUGE packs of coyotes were some of the most exhilarating and awesome things ever, better than whacking it. Looking back as an adult I realized, in that area nobody hunted them don't ask me why. Oh yeah it's cause it was near houses and shit and discharging a firearm near a dwelling yadda yadda yadda.You could hear them in packs just howling and howling and howling. Still my favorite sound ever.