I haven't posted here for a while, but I thought you all might enjoy the story of my bike ride today. I was out on one of my favorite way-back-country rides in the Oregon Coast Range today, an absolutely beautiful warm spring day, the first we've had after a miserable and wet spring. Part of the ride runs along a rolling and heavily forested ridge with a one-lane paved road. First up along the ridge, I scared up a pair of young (but still big) elk: a male with small, velveted antlers and a female. First saw them from about 50 feet away, and followed them at about that distance for a hundred yards or so before they ditched off the side. About half an hour later was a black bear, nosing up something along the side of the road. When he heard me (again, from about 50 feet away) he (and I) started. he ran down the road 100 feet or so and then took off into the bush.
I was pretty happy about all this wildlife sighting, and kept on down the road.
I was turning a corner down into a small dip, when at close range (again, about 50 feet) I saw first, an adult cougar, and then in the next instant the 3 cubs she had with her. At first I thought it was a pack of coyotes, but pretty soon figured out it wasn't that at all. I got stopped and halfway off my bike before she even saw me. When she did, the cubs started to leave, and she turned right at me and hissed and snarled, then hissed and snarled again and started to come towards me. I had my bike between us, and remembered what "they" say: make yourself look big, make noise and leave.
So I backed up, carrying my bike between us, saying "no no no no no" pretty loud (it's just what came out, probably because I have ill-behaved dogs). She stopped and just looked at me after the first few steps. I got so we didn't have eye contact any more, back around the corner, and then walked back up the road a few hundred feet and collected myself and tried to figure out what to do next. I figured she'd get the cubs good and gone, so wasn't much worried about her following me, but still I didn't have a whole lot of desire to ride back down there! On the other hand to get back to where I came from was a long way and a steep climb.
Fortunately, a few minutes later the only car on the road (I'd seen it parked on my way down) came by. I flagged them down rode along side of them while they honked their horn a lot (at my request).
Well, it worked out OK. I'm glad I wasn't looking at my gears, or my feet or trees, or whatever, because in another second or two, I'd have been right on top of her and it would likely not have turned out to be an amusing story.
I ride in this area a lot and this is certainly the most big mammals I've seen at once. I often see elk, and saw a bear in similar circumstances a couple of years ago. Guess I'll stay more alert than usual from now on for cats, especially around where I saw them, which is (in all truth) at the top of the Cougar Cr. drainage.
I was pretty happy about all this wildlife sighting, and kept on down the road.
I was turning a corner down into a small dip, when at close range (again, about 50 feet) I saw first, an adult cougar, and then in the next instant the 3 cubs she had with her. At first I thought it was a pack of coyotes, but pretty soon figured out it wasn't that at all. I got stopped and halfway off my bike before she even saw me. When she did, the cubs started to leave, and she turned right at me and hissed and snarled, then hissed and snarled again and started to come towards me. I had my bike between us, and remembered what "they" say: make yourself look big, make noise and leave.
So I backed up, carrying my bike between us, saying "no no no no no" pretty loud (it's just what came out, probably because I have ill-behaved dogs). She stopped and just looked at me after the first few steps. I got so we didn't have eye contact any more, back around the corner, and then walked back up the road a few hundred feet and collected myself and tried to figure out what to do next. I figured she'd get the cubs good and gone, so wasn't much worried about her following me, but still I didn't have a whole lot of desire to ride back down there! On the other hand to get back to where I came from was a long way and a steep climb.
Fortunately, a few minutes later the only car on the road (I'd seen it parked on my way down) came by. I flagged them down rode along side of them while they honked their horn a lot (at my request).
Well, it worked out OK. I'm glad I wasn't looking at my gears, or my feet or trees, or whatever, because in another second or two, I'd have been right on top of her and it would likely not have turned out to be an amusing story.
I ride in this area a lot and this is certainly the most big mammals I've seen at once. I often see elk, and saw a bear in similar circumstances a couple of years ago. Guess I'll stay more alert than usual from now on for cats, especially around where I saw them, which is (in all truth) at the top of the Cougar Cr. drainage.