Driving back from caving in southern Mexico in the late 80s, everyone was asleep but me, and I was driving my VW van. About 100 km. south of Reynosa a large mountain lion trotted across the road right in front of me. I couldn't believe how long its tail was. No one else saw it.
Caving on Silvertip Mountain, Montana one time, in the Bob Marshall Wilderness Area, I found a small cave at the base of a short cliff face. It smelled strong of unine. I crawled in, making plenty of noise. Not hearing anything, I continued, crawling past bowl-shaped depressions full of hair. I made more noise. In another 25 feet I came to a well used nest of hair and cat fluff, with good air flow coming up through it. So I dug it open, squeezed through, and found a couple hundred feet of cave on the other side. As I returned to the entrance I wondered if the big cat whose home I had disturbed had come home and scared off my friends who were waiting at the entrance. All went fine. Bill --------------------------------------------------------------------- Visit our website: http://texascavers.com To unsubscribe, e-mail: [email protected] For additional commands, e-mail: [email protected]
