That's scary sssmokin. We're not supposed to have big cats in our area, but there has been a lot of sightings. I tend to go into the stand an hour before daylight. I have to be honest, the thought of this is usually in the back of my mind when I'm sneaking through the woods in the dark.
A few weeks ago going into the stand I got a scare, I shit my pants actually.
It was an unusually bright full moon that night. It made navigating through the woods without a flashlight possible. Since I had been to this location numerous times and knew my way well, this is exactly what I did. It had rained the night before, which was great because it made my footsteps nearly silent while I was slipping into the woods. Also, I went in with the wind in my face. These conditions had me excited about getting into my spot completely undetected.
About 50 yards into the woods I started getting an eery feeling because I wasn't using a flashlight. I scolded myself for being such a ***** and I hiked on. I got to a thick cane break and started through it. About that time, something right beside me (5-10 feet)jumped up and scared the living shit out of me. A f*ing deer had jumped up and screamed (blew) and took off running. I had managed to sneak all the way up on the SOB. Oh my god, was I pissed, my heart was pounding out of my chest. Hahaha, I don't see how I didn't scream.
So yeah, cougars are nothing to joke about.
A few weeks ago going into the stand I got a scare, I shit my pants actually.
It was an unusually bright full moon that night. It made navigating through the woods without a flashlight possible. Since I had been to this location numerous times and knew my way well, this is exactly what I did. It had rained the night before, which was great because it made my footsteps nearly silent while I was slipping into the woods. Also, I went in with the wind in my face. These conditions had me excited about getting into my spot completely undetected.
About 50 yards into the woods I started getting an eery feeling because I wasn't using a flashlight. I scolded myself for being such a ***** and I hiked on. I got to a thick cane break and started through it. About that time, something right beside me (5-10 feet)jumped up and scared the living shit out of me. A f*ing deer had jumped up and screamed (blew) and took off running. I had managed to sneak all the way up on the SOB. Oh my god, was I pissed, my heart was pounding out of my chest. Hahaha, I don't see how I didn't scream.
So yeah, cougars are nothing to joke about.