by mikeyb » Sun Mar 03, 2013 4:32 pm
There is no similarity between the panic flutter of a startled Quail leaving the brush and the low growl of a Mountain Lion in the brush, that prompts panic, unless you've never heard either, or both...
Left the musuem to do my first night hike to the tram late this past Friday night under full moon. First surprise was the guy (sleeping on the trail?!) I almost stepped on within a hundred yards above the parking who jumped up and jabbered about ME SCARING HIM! Turned the headlamp on shortly after that.
Again, my first solo night hike up to the tram (hike #3 total). Thought I would go slow, enjoy, then ride down on first tram. I was actually very slow and went 12+ hours with "delays", snow and a bit of ice above flat rock (need to purchase crampons).
My guess was that around 6,000 ft. in the dark (below Rescue 2), heard the brush rustle near me as I rounded a switchback (wearing my head phones to keep ears warm [music off]). Scanned my headlamp 180 degrees uphill and picked up two sets of yellow green eyes, one large wide set 30-40 yards uphill (that could see, and be seen, over the two foot tall scrub). Another pair up 60-80 yards above me. Did a 360 degree scan and picked up pair number three on my left flank across the ravine from the brush end of the switchback.
I grew up around Glacier Park, think I'm an okay outdoorsman, and have seen most wildlife fairly close and personal. So, because the eyes held their ground even while I shined into to them, my guess was too large and too confident for Coyote (I've been around dozens of em, and Im used to their howling, and these were silent stares back at me). Because it was so noisy in the brush and the determined fix of the eyes, it reminded me of having an eye-lock-on with a very large gray timber wolf. (Over the past two years I've invested upwards of twelve hours online reading all of the western Mountain Lion stories, and there are few deer herds around here to feed adolescents and adults who need approx. 10 lbs of meat a day, and my past experience around big cats was silence, and this was so noisy: yet the eyes were cat, wolf or maybe coyote). Not quail or rabbit or mountain sheep or mountain goat or fox or bear.
I thought about retreating my 6-8 hours back down the trail, instead I got out the 250 watt halogene bicycle headlight and tried to heat up the retinas staring back at me with high wattage, I was trying to intimidate. I really did not want to zigzag up switchbacks through their brush, and I did not want to go down in fear.
She(he) started, ever so slowly to back away 10-20 yards at a time, always turning around to consider me (appetizer, main course or dessert?) for over 15-20 minutes, until no more sets of eyes could be seen. I had been silent the entire time, didn't want to yell unless they started toward me, just wasn't sure what I was dealing with. Finally, I turned on the music in my headphones, starting singing loud and dancing like a crazy man (in the dark, it made me feel good). At the first sign of sunrise, I resumed up the trail singing loud and proud every few yards (at the top of my lungs). Anything (man or beast) within ear shot should have fleed, at least that was the plan.
I did position the iPhone with camera at the ready, just in case I had to pay full price I wanted photos for my wake (so the friends who are scared of the dark and always advise against night hikes - especially solo), can say they "told me so" while drinking my ice cold beer...
At the tram I talked to a local Skyline Trail expert who said there's no Wolves up here, he said I ran across mama Mountain Lion and her two cubs born last spring who are usually seen in Tahquitz Canyon.
Cheers!
Mikey B