I hunt a lot and have spent a LOT of time in the mountains these past 3 weeks hunting elk. One evening we were sitting in the treeline watching a water hole in the meadow. I see a cougar slinking along the edge of the meadow across from me. In and out of the trees around the rim the meadow. I can see that his path will bring him around the meadow and up behind me. The wind is blowing into my face, So I hope he will catch my scent when he gets around behind me and just go away. But I keep one eye on the water hole hoping for an elk and the other eye watching the forest behind me.
About a half hour later this cougar sneeks up behind me. Sits down about 15 yards away and is watching. I nudge my buddy and say, Look at that. He jumps up, screaming loudly and runs at the cougar. Which of course lites out of there like the devil himself is chasing it.
A couple of nights later, we were watching another water hole. Somebody had shot an elk there a few days earlier and there was a gut pile in the meadow. As we watched a coyote came walking by, I assume heading out to get his share of the gut pile for his dinner. He was also about 15 yards away when I nudged my buddy for him to wake up and look. The coyote saw my movements and froze. He stood still for a few minutes trying to figure out what we were. In our camo cloths I think they have a hard time seeing what we are and it's a few moments for either one of use to move or our scent to drift over to him, Then he trotted back the way he came from. Stopping a couple of times to look back at us.
Sunday afternoon we bugled and a elk answered. Out of the trees 300 yards away came two cows and 6 point bull. I glassed him over good and decided he was a nice bull, but not trophy material. So I was going to pass on him. He came running down to the creek where we were sitting. Stopped 20 feet away and put his head down to drink. I slowly set my rifle down and took my camera out of my pocket. I pushed the on button and the camera made a soft beep beep sound as it turned on. The bull jumped up and ran off 150 feet and stopped to look at us.
A few years ago, I was breaking a young gelding. We were out too late one evening and coming up the trail in the dusk. Up jumps a young moose. I'd seen him a few times. He had broken off his right antler rubbing on trees, So I called him "lefty" He jumped up and started trotting up the trail trying to get away from us. My young gelding, lacking in self confidenceand looking for a herd, figured he better keep up and started after him. It was late in the ride and the gelding had been dogging it on the way back to the trailer, So I was glad to have some spring in his step, So I allowed him to speed up and keep up with the moose. For about 200 yards the moose trotted up the trail, before he decided he had enough of us and took off through the brush. Not wanting to get scratched up. I kept my gelding on the trail.
Last edited by Painted Horse; 10-04-2010 at 07:52 PM.