The weekend finally rolled around ,my son the primitive kid and I headed off to the woods. We headed to the closes Conservation land to us, there is a gravel road that dead ends in to this area with a gravel parking lot. Having a van with a bed and refrigerator and so forth makes for an instant camp. Well any way there is the gravel road on the left side is a strip of timber about ten yards wide ,the trail and then the rest of the woods. On the right side of the gravel road is a barbed wire fence twenty yards of opening then timber all of this on the right side of the road is private property. Friday night about dark I noticed deer coming off of the private property jumping the fence coming through this little strip of timber into the conservation land.
So I thought to myself Saturday night before we head home that I would sit down on that trail about dark and ambush the dear. So about dark I headed half way down the trail ,and sat down on the side of this trail with my back to a tree , my legs and feet sticking out into the trail. Now I should note when I hunt I wear my buckskin war,ceremonial shirt with the turkey tales ,squirrel tails ,blue felt neck piece , bead work , a pair of Camo'd pants and my brown leather hat. My bow is blue grass, plains style bow ,plains quiver compleat with bow case attached and adourned with bead work river cane arrows dressed with turkey feathers and bone heads.
Well any way I am sitting there when, I see these two orange vested hunters pop out up by the trail head I thought great there coming this way . All of the sudden the squirrels went barking mad on my right side I turned my head to look and thats when I saw this big grey cat standing about fifteen yards from me . Now I am five foot eleven inches tall this cat was about knee high to me over two feet long solid grey, dark gray at that had a long tail with a dark ring just under the tip of the tail. I held my left hand up for the two hunters to stop never taking my eyes off the cat . Then I motioned for them to come forward ,then pointed never taking my eyes from the cat. It was slowly flicking its long tail side to side ,then it just turned and stepped off into the woods.I then said to the two hunters as I turned my head back torsward them did you see that big cat. They both jumped like they were shot. Oh sorry we didn't see you there boy your camo'd in good then they looked at me closer and said man your hard core aren't you did you make all that. No we didn't see the cat we didn't even see you , fine hunters I thought they were what was it. This is Mo most of our Bob cats are the tan with spots.
Dennis
