Got lucky on Wednesday. Was hunting solo late after noon atop a slash pile over looking a timber line next to a clear cut.
I saw a spotted cat walk under some dead fall. I took a quick 75 yard shot, but missed. The cat then jumped on top of a deadfall, and stood there while I worked my bolt for a second shot. I shot and he simply disappeared. It was so thick, I was worried I wouldn’t find him. I found blood, and followed it to underneath a giant root ball. Luckily I had my headlamp
Going to make a pelt and hang it in my den. Sometimes it’s better to lucky than good
