I was out early one Oct. Morning waiting for the sun to come out, and hopefully a Mule Deer to meander by. I had my back to a rock face about 15 feet high and a semi open meadow in front. I heard nothing until the loud cry of a Mountain Loin on the ledge above me. Beleive me I got as small as I could, into a small, I would not say cave but a depression in the face of the rock, and stayed very alert with my rifle pointed out. Once the sun came up and I was certain the cat left, I climbed up and found the tracks. The animal was about 8 to 10 feet from the face and above me. I do not know if it smelled me but couldn't find me, or if it knew I was around and made it nervous. this is why I now carry a sidearm when hunting. I know that part applies to a different forum but it ties in here. |