There's no better feeling than being in the field in North Texas early on day 1, hearing all the 'booms' from every direction . . . .
Last year, I had a coyote come running across my field about 7:30am, constantly looking back over his shoulder, obviously 'spooked' out from his den/bedding place by all the shotgun fire from the neighboring fields/hunters. I sat motionless at the tree/fenceline for about 3 minutes as he was coming right towards me - waited till he got about 20 yards away, then smoked him with a #4 shot cartridge that I was able to ease into the chamber as he approached . . .