Got a call from my buddy that I hunted with a week or two ago. He missed a yote we called in on a goat farm and he was hankering for revenge. I have been sick for a week and didn't really have the motivation to go, but he had several virgin farms near cornersville he wanted to call so I was game. Got to the first farm at about 645. Long walk to our spot and set up about 15 yards apart. He is looking over and sage field and I am watching a drainage. Bout 10 minutes I am surprised by a boom. Spin around in time to see the azz end of yote disappear over the rise. He said he was coming hard, but just got anxious and took a shot at him running right towards him. Look at a couple more farms that we decide not to call due to the wind. Finally, hit one that the wind is right. Get set up and call for about 20 minutes and see a young solo male coming right towards us. Everything thing is perfect. Wind in our face, and we have a ton of cover. We call. He comes. Slow and steady. Stops at 40 yards and I say kill him. Miss. Clean miss. He spins and takes off. He fires once more on the way out but no dice. I tell him it will get better soon. I think he just has a sever case of yote fever.