HydeParkHunter
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- Joined
- Jun 6, 2020
- Location
- Boise, Idaho
Bowhunting elk in Idaho, solo backpacking about 3 miles in, and I spent the late morning cow calling to a bull who wouldn’t budge from the thick timber across a draw. We called to each for about an hour before I decided to just back off and come back with a different approach in the afternoon.
I was heading back to camp and come across a nice wallow in the timber. I wanted a photo so I took my pack off to get to the camera and then started walking back the way I came several yards to get one showing the whole area. As I’m holding the camera out, I notice movement off to my right.
A mountain lion was walking away from me at about 15 yards. It walked to maybe 40 yards out, stopped and looked at me for a moment. It then started walking towards me a few yards and stopped. That’s where it became an “oh $h!t” moment as my pistol was on my pack, laying 15 feet away. I almost turned to run and grab it but caught myself, knowing that was a bad move. Instead, I kept facing it and walked backwards and was able to get the gun. I then took a few steps towards the cat, which then began casually walking away. I took a shot towards it, not to hit it, but to discourage it from even thinking about turning around.
It's possible the lion was already near that wallow and we just happened to meet. Or, the creepier feeling is that it came in to my cow calling and followed me for 300-ish yards though the timber. And that whole time I didn’t have any idea that cat was just a few leaps away behind me. No ‘felt like being watched’, no ‘hairs standing up’. Just clueless me zip-a-dee-doo-dah-ing my way through the trees, thinking about my Mountain House lunch and taking a nap.
I did take a photo when it was at its farthest point. I have a red box around where it is. The second image is zoomed-in to that box. You can see sunshine splashed on a big, downed log between us… that’s where it walked to and put both front paws on the top while watching me. Pretty bold for that cat knowing what I was… knowing I was looking at it… and still felt comfortable approaching.
I was heading back to camp and come across a nice wallow in the timber. I wanted a photo so I took my pack off to get to the camera and then started walking back the way I came several yards to get one showing the whole area. As I’m holding the camera out, I notice movement off to my right.
A mountain lion was walking away from me at about 15 yards. It walked to maybe 40 yards out, stopped and looked at me for a moment. It then started walking towards me a few yards and stopped. That’s where it became an “oh $h!t” moment as my pistol was on my pack, laying 15 feet away. I almost turned to run and grab it but caught myself, knowing that was a bad move. Instead, I kept facing it and walked backwards and was able to get the gun. I then took a few steps towards the cat, which then began casually walking away. I took a shot towards it, not to hit it, but to discourage it from even thinking about turning around.
It's possible the lion was already near that wallow and we just happened to meet. Or, the creepier feeling is that it came in to my cow calling and followed me for 300-ish yards though the timber. And that whole time I didn’t have any idea that cat was just a few leaps away behind me. No ‘felt like being watched’, no ‘hairs standing up’. Just clueless me zip-a-dee-doo-dah-ing my way through the trees, thinking about my Mountain House lunch and taking a nap.
I did take a photo when it was at its farthest point. I have a red box around where it is. The second image is zoomed-in to that box. You can see sunshine splashed on a big, downed log between us… that’s where it walked to and put both front paws on the top while watching me. Pretty bold for that cat knowing what I was… knowing I was looking at it… and still felt comfortable approaching.
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