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With my youngest son (15 at the time) on the Montana Idaho border hunting mule deer. Not seeing much, but walking a trail and stepping out at overlooks to take a peak. We are being very quiet as its solid trees. At an overlook, and he says he wants to go up and look on the other side of the ridge. He takes 10 steps, stops dead in his tracks and says mmmph lmmph. I say if its a buck shoot it. He literally has gone 4 vertical feet up from me, maybe 10-12 feet total, what can he see? He turns around again ready to shoot and says muffin lynn. I can't hear for shit. Finally I put together mountain lion. I prepare to defend myself and him, take 2 steps, and there, standing on a rock outcropping 30-40' away is a mature mountain lion. As soon as it sees me it takes 2 of the most athletic leaps you can imagine never to be seen again. We were a fair bit noisier on the way back, but it was a reminder they are probably more afraid of us than we are of them.
Many years ago, before there was ever a rumor about wolves in ND I was pheasant hunting a tree row near a lake. I got to the end, and up stands a wolf, looks at me and trots away. 3-4x bigger than I ever imagined. It was huge. It hadn't snowed for a few days and all I could find for tracks was the ones leaving. It may have blown in on his old tracks, but kinda weird regardless.
Many years ago, before there was ever a rumor about wolves in ND I was pheasant hunting a tree row near a lake. I got to the end, and up stands a wolf, looks at me and trots away. 3-4x bigger than I ever imagined. It was huge. It hadn't snowed for a few days and all I could find for tracks was the ones leaving. It may have blown in on his old tracks, but kinda weird regardless.