“Never met a coyote that didn’t run when it saw me.”
I have, both in Arizona and California.
One time my car broke down near Rockford, IL. As I walked down the exit ramp to find a phone (I didn’t carry a cell phone yet) a coyote crossed the road less than 20 feet from me, bold as brass. I’m a big man and I was making no effort to be quiet...he knew I was there and was not the slightest bit afraid, looked right at me as he crossed my path.