Sorry to double post on this, Erik. Your coyotee post made me think of this.
About 15 years ago when I was really into Ironman competition, I was obsessed with training, regardless of where I was. I was in New Mexico on a fly fishing trip on the San Juan river. Me and two fly fishing buddies rented a cabin in a remote area of the San Juan. I got up one morning to take a long training run around 4:30 AM, and headed out before dawn on dirt roads. Just me and my sweats.
After about 2 miles under a full moon (so I had some light), I realized a pack of something was tracking me. It looked like about 3 or 4 four legged predators. For a moment my blood ran cold because I was concerned it was wolves. But in hindsight, it probably was coyotees. I remember running with everything I had to double back to the cabin. Whatever was tracking me followed me until about 200 yards form the cabins. I had nothing to defend myself. Thinking back, that really was a ridiculously idiotic thing to do. These days, I would not venture out like that without a serious self defense weapon. And to be quite honest, I would not venture out alone like that to begin with in broad daylight, let alone 5:OO in the morning when it was still dark. Crazy. What was I thinking?