Recently I was hiking just outside Phoenix, Arizona with a friend of mine. We were hiking on the Usury Mountain State Park. Basically, this park has one major trail about a mile long straight up the side of a mountain to what’s called the windy cave.
We were up there to get some shots of sunset over Phoenix.
After we got the shots, it was getting dark, and we were walking down the mountain when we heard this high pitched screeech/scream. It sounded like a woman screaming. Anyway, we continued around the corner of a small butte when we saw it…A very large tan cat about 70 feet away, staring right at us. In an instant its ears and head lowered and she started backing up to the small shelf she was sitting next to. The cat was approximately 5 feet from head to tip of tail, all tan with a white belly. The tail was strong and bulky looking.
Well she stopped backing up and moved across the trail, and screamed once again. My buddy and I stood motionless until we couldn’t see it anymore. I started talking to my friend and he was fumbling around in his backpack. I said “what the hell are you doing lets get outa here!!”
Well he found what he was looking for – a small, black 9mm hand gun.
“This is the only reason I carry this in my back pack, for situations just like this one,” he said.
Thankful that he had it, I was not convinced we were out of danger yet. To make a long story short we walked back to the car, talking very loudly to each other so as not to surprise the cat later on down the path. It worked and we only heard her scream a couple more times while decending the path.
Things could have gone much different. She could have flat out charged us, then what? My friend would have had no time to fumble in his bag for his side arm. Would it have been curtins for both of us?
Anyone have similar experiences, maybe with a different animal? A bear maybe. I know they tell you when confronted with a bear, you are supposed to curl up on the ground put your hands over your neck and … wait… YEAH RIGHT!!!
Does that really work? I woudl hate to do that only to have the bear start gnawing on my living flesh, from behind no less.!!
So what should we have done? Granted my buddy had a gun, but what if he hadn’t? I’m a pretty big guy and so is he, but come on what if? Could we have jumped on the cat and wrestled it ? Would that have worked?
I used to live in Phoenix full time when I was in grad school, however I was only visiting a few weeks ago. I never really heard of too many hikers coming upon Mountain lions. And I have hiked all over the desert south west and never seen one. Only warnings and such.
So any dopers have similar experiences? What are you really supposed to do when confronted with deadly animals? Can they really smell fear?