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<blockquote data-quote="Ckgworks" data-source="post: 2001953" data-attributes="member: 105102"><p>There are somethings that may not seem scary until you've experienced them yourself! I know cougars never bothered my until I had a couple very close encounters with Cougars while Archery hunting......one was shot in the chest at 12' while crouched facing me, the other in the head at 15'. I think the eyes are definitely the creepiest part of the whole ordeal. I have tried to explain it to others this way: I have been within feet of cow elk, and when they figure out something is wrong, you can legitimately SEE the fear in their eyes. Both of the cats, I happened to see them first and they walked up to me. When they realized I was there, you could see the raw excitement in their eyes......it has always stuck with me. Even though I always have a Cougar tag, I was not targeting them and at the time, really felt like I shot them in self defense. Both of them were on fire trails between Timber and reprod in thick small fir trees, and tracking them after the shot was puckering to say the least. I'm not proud to say the head shot one got away from me, but there are a few lessons I learned so I will share it.</p><p>First the head was the only part of the cat I could see, and in my adrenaline rattled brain, I targeted the eye, thinking of deer and elk skulls having the least amount of bone between the brain. Well, predators have eyes in the front with the brain between so the arrow missed the brain. I should have put my arrow on it's nose which gives you a clear path directly to the brain or spine.....Lesson 1 learned. Lesson 2: Once again my adrenaline rattled brain did not remember how bad head wounds bleed. There was blood everywhere and I thought I must have clipped a good artery. I could hear it snarling for a few minutes so I waited 45 minutes and begin tracking it. Long story short, it looped its trail on me and it ended up jumping it's bed.......literally 2' behind behind me from in thick Sal al. Lesson 3: Have a partner when tracking things that bite.......thankfully it was in no shape to fight after losing that much blood and it choose flight. I returned with a hunting parter a couple hours later and we were able to track it a couple hundred yards, but it had clotted up and was no longer bleeding. I don't think I'll ever walk in the woods again without realizing that while man is technically at the top of the food chain, there are times when the tables could turn, and it probably will be when you least expect it! The other "scary" realization I had was from tracking them. The trails they walk on are small, low to the ground, under the vegetation. I'm convinced that most people that have spent time in the woods where they live have probably walk by one. It seems every few years I have a little brush with a potential cat......one year I'm pretty sure I cow called one into me right at dark. The call sounded a little off, but it was coming in so I waited. The call noise ended up crossing a wide clearing with 2'-3' tall brush, within 40 yards of me and I never saw the animal. It was now between me and my truck and it seemed to go from almost dark to pitch black in seconds. I clomped and stomped noisily back to my truck with a flashlight darting in all directions.<img class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" alt="🙃" title="Upside-down face :upside_down:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f643.png" data-shortname=":upside_down:" /></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Ckgworks, post: 2001953, member: 105102"] There are somethings that may not seem scary until you've experienced them yourself! I know cougars never bothered my until I had a couple very close encounters with Cougars while Archery hunting......one was shot in the chest at 12' while crouched facing me, the other in the head at 15'. I think the eyes are definitely the creepiest part of the whole ordeal. I have tried to explain it to others this way: I have been within feet of cow elk, and when they figure out something is wrong, you can legitimately SEE the fear in their eyes. Both of the cats, I happened to see them first and they walked up to me. When they realized I was there, you could see the raw excitement in their eyes......it has always stuck with me. Even though I always have a Cougar tag, I was not targeting them and at the time, really felt like I shot them in self defense. Both of them were on fire trails between Timber and reprod in thick small fir trees, and tracking them after the shot was puckering to say the least. I'm not proud to say the head shot one got away from me, but there are a few lessons I learned so I will share it. First the head was the only part of the cat I could see, and in my adrenaline rattled brain, I targeted the eye, thinking of deer and elk skulls having the least amount of bone between the brain. Well, predators have eyes in the front with the brain between so the arrow missed the brain. I should have put my arrow on it's nose which gives you a clear path directly to the brain or spine.....Lesson 1 learned. Lesson 2: Once again my adrenaline rattled brain did not remember how bad head wounds bleed. There was blood everywhere and I thought I must have clipped a good artery. I could hear it snarling for a few minutes so I waited 45 minutes and begin tracking it. Long story short, it looped its trail on me and it ended up jumping it's bed.......literally 2' behind behind me from in thick Sal al. Lesson 3: Have a partner when tracking things that bite.......thankfully it was in no shape to fight after losing that much blood and it choose flight. I returned with a hunting parter a couple hours later and we were able to track it a couple hundred yards, but it had clotted up and was no longer bleeding. I don't think I'll ever walk in the woods again without realizing that while man is technically at the top of the food chain, there are times when the tables could turn, and it probably will be when you least expect it! The other "scary" realization I had was from tracking them. The trails they walk on are small, low to the ground, under the vegetation. I'm convinced that most people that have spent time in the woods where they live have probably walk by one. It seems every few years I have a little brush with a potential cat......one year I'm pretty sure I cow called one into me right at dark. The call sounded a little off, but it was coming in so I waited. The call noise ended up crossing a wide clearing with 2'-3' tall brush, within 40 yards of me and I never saw the animal. It was now between me and my truck and it seemed to go from almost dark to pitch black in seconds. I clomped and stomped noisily back to my truck with a flashlight darting in all directions.🙃 [/QUOTE]
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