The Chronicle -

By Steve Carmichael
Community Submission 



February 28, 2019

As the cougar crouched 20 yards away, the arrow I shot passed over its head. A clear miss and now the cougar moved even closer. I knew an attack would come very soon.

This began in Eastern Oregon 13 miles east of Ukiah on an elk hunting trip with my son, Greg.

I had dropped into a valley to start hunting. As I was about to cross a small stream I saw some cougar droppings. All of a sudden 10 feet away I saw a cougar lying with its back to me. It turned, snarled and slunk away.

In 32 years of hunting I had never seen a cougar in the woods, but now I was almost close enough to touch one. At l...

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