Given my worship of the misunderstood and maligned creatures, the remarkable The Daily Coyote has become a must-visit blog on my regular routes around the internest.
I had my own encounter with one yesterday biking back from Burbank along Zoo Drive. About halfway between Victory Boulevard and the zoo’s parking lot calmly stood a relatively not-half-starved-nor-mangy ( i.e. almost healthy-looking) specimen of Canis latrans so nicely camouflaged against the spread of aging mulch along the ground upon which it stood that I almost missed it though I passed it not much more than 15 feet away off my right shoulder (and so poorly pixelized at right, sorry).
Coming to a complete stop to admire it further I flipped the camera to unsteadycam video mode and in the course of capturing that footage (after the jump; and pretty much equally craptastic to the still above) I opted to dismount and approach the fearless coyote in an attempt to scoot it — if only temporarily — back up into the hillside away from the road it might have been thinking about crossing and to reinforce that we humans suck and should be avoided at all costs.
I scare because I love.