Manages Parisian Family Office. Began Wall Street, 82. Founded investment firm, Native American Advisors. Member, White Earth Chippewa Tribe. Was NYSE/FINRA arb. Conservative. Raised on Native reservations. Pureblood, clot-shot free. In a world elevated on a tech-driven dopamine binge, he trades from Ghost Ranch on the Yellowstone River in MT, his TN farm, Pamelot or CASA TULE', his winter camp in Los Cabos, Mexico. Always been, and will always be, an optimist.

Tuesday, March 08, 2016

Nebraska Coyotes circa 1977

Some pretty fawn killers stretched and dried ready for market.  One of those coyotes was a hybrid of sorts, either a wolf or some very large dog blood in him.  That coyote weighed either 73 or 75 pounds on the scale in the carcass.  We killed him while it was feeding on a dead cow in mid-winter.  Have never seen a coyote close to being that big since.  Reminds me of the female beaver caught north of Cyrus MN back in the 1970's that weighed 85 pounds.  Simply hard to believe if I hadn't held both critters in my hands.

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