Alright I made another thread for this one but someone let me know this one was already up so I didn't wanna shit up the catalog. This is the story of how I almost became minced meat.
>It's spring of 2016 I'm living in SoCal>There's really not any places to go innawoods, but we do have some hills that are completely uncharted and full of wildlife if you're willing to travel far enough>It's not a formal trail though you just park your car and start hiking through the rough bush and the hills>It's pretty dry out but not entirely dead, so it's a great time to take a hike>Sometimes there's deer, a lot of the times it's little lizards that run about>A big threat is rattlesnakes, you can't see them but you can hear them so you have to be careful>As I'm about an hour in the brush is getting really thick and I'm about to wedge in between two hills when suddenly>"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!">Right in front of me>My blood ran cold and I bolted back the way I cameIt was most certainly a mountain lion and if it were stalking me from behind I wouldn't be telling you the story to this day. I couldn't see it but I knew it was a few yards ahead in the bush, this is what it sounds like:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pxo8X5uIWRE 