Rick C
February 25th, 2007, 04:33 PM
So . . . . it's a nice day and Abby and Keeper and I had been out walking about an hour and a half down a back country road (pictured below) closed for the winter in the mountains when, according to people we'd just passed who were trailing behind us, apparently a cougar came off a cliff "not 20 yards behind you."
These people, who had a Siberian Husky, were pretty excited about the whole thing (they told me when we turned around to head home) and, when the cougar disappeared on the other side of the road and went down into the river gorge, they stopped to watch him as he sunned himself, tail twitching away in irritation.
Normally, I'm pretty good having my head on a swivel for these kinds of things . . . . this is the same area where I noted a black bear coming out of the bush close behind us two summers ago . . . but I have to admit I saw nothing and wasn't as alert as I should have been.
We had just finished taking a picture of these bighorn sheep (picture below) congregating on a ridge just above us, which must have been what the cougar had been scouting out as well, when about three minutes later this incident happened behind our backs.
Le congregation of Bighorn Sheep.
http://www.goldentales.ca/DSC_0753-edit1.jpg
We had actually been looking up at the brown cliff because the warm sun had been de-frosting the cliffside, sending a steady stream of rubble down onto the highway. A slide had covered the highway two springs ago.
The cougar must have been above us and watched us go by . . . but I didn't see him even though I was probably looking in his general direction.
Below, the road we were walking, some people ahead of us, shortly after this encounter took place.
http://www.goldentales.ca/DSC_0745-edit1.jpg
I had been letting Abby and Keeper walk ahead of me, trailing their leashes . . . . they would have been an easy target for a snatch and grab cougar . . . . although I might have had Abby firmly in hand as we had just passed by some people. Can't remember.
Anyhoo, I guess we're very lucky he was otherwise occupied, distracted or just full from something else.
On the way back, I picked up a big rock in one hand and had a big lense on the camera in the other and looked over the river gorge to see if I could spot him but he was long gone.
I'm glad nothing happened but a little po'ed, in some strange way, that I didn't notice him because I had the perfect lense on the camera for an encounter that close.
Second strangest encounter of the day . . . . a guy riding a bicycle in his shorts down this road.
Another, albeit apparent, story of adventure for Abby and Keeper
Rick C
www.goldentales.ca
These people, who had a Siberian Husky, were pretty excited about the whole thing (they told me when we turned around to head home) and, when the cougar disappeared on the other side of the road and went down into the river gorge, they stopped to watch him as he sunned himself, tail twitching away in irritation.
Normally, I'm pretty good having my head on a swivel for these kinds of things . . . . this is the same area where I noted a black bear coming out of the bush close behind us two summers ago . . . but I have to admit I saw nothing and wasn't as alert as I should have been.
We had just finished taking a picture of these bighorn sheep (picture below) congregating on a ridge just above us, which must have been what the cougar had been scouting out as well, when about three minutes later this incident happened behind our backs.
Le congregation of Bighorn Sheep.
http://www.goldentales.ca/DSC_0753-edit1.jpg
We had actually been looking up at the brown cliff because the warm sun had been de-frosting the cliffside, sending a steady stream of rubble down onto the highway. A slide had covered the highway two springs ago.
The cougar must have been above us and watched us go by . . . but I didn't see him even though I was probably looking in his general direction.
Below, the road we were walking, some people ahead of us, shortly after this encounter took place.
http://www.goldentales.ca/DSC_0745-edit1.jpg
I had been letting Abby and Keeper walk ahead of me, trailing their leashes . . . . they would have been an easy target for a snatch and grab cougar . . . . although I might have had Abby firmly in hand as we had just passed by some people. Can't remember.
Anyhoo, I guess we're very lucky he was otherwise occupied, distracted or just full from something else.
On the way back, I picked up a big rock in one hand and had a big lense on the camera in the other and looked over the river gorge to see if I could spot him but he was long gone.
I'm glad nothing happened but a little po'ed, in some strange way, that I didn't notice him because I had the perfect lense on the camera for an encounter that close.
Second strangest encounter of the day . . . . a guy riding a bicycle in his shorts down this road.
Another, albeit apparent, story of adventure for Abby and Keeper
Rick C
www.goldentales.ca
