Here is a pic of a nice male lion I treed a few years ago. The person in the picture is a good friend of mine and he actually shot the lion.
I went out hunting one day after 6" of fresh snow. As I was by myself, I stopped at a friend's house to see if he wanted to go with me. He said, "I gotta stay here and get some things done, but if you find a track, come back and get me." So it was that I drove up a nearby canyon and darned if I did not find a track. I went back and got him. He dug around and found a backpack, loaded up some candy bars and such and dug out an old .357 and some cartridges from under the truck seat. We went back to the track and turned the dogs out. They made some wonderful music as they raced up the steep, snowy mountain on the lion's trail. We hiked as fast as we could, but they were soon out of hearing. We trudged along for another hour before we finally heard them "treed!" We were excited and ran as fast as we could to get to them.
When we finally reached the tree, we could not believe our eyes. There, not ten feet off the ground was a huge tom staring down at us. We watched him for a few minutes as he quietly layed on a big branch. After a while, I tied the dogs back and got ready for Paul to shoot.
At the crack of the pistol, the cat jumped and landed back on the branch, and looked for a way out of the tree. Unfortunately, the direction he was looking was right in the middle of the dogs! I yelled for Paul to shoot him again and this time when he pulled the trigger, we heard, CLICK. About this time the cat jumped (clearing the dogs fortunately) and ran down the steep slope at full speed. I turned the dogs in and shortly everything was quiet. The lion was dead and the dogs were wooling him down the hill. We later found that only two of the cartridges in the pistol were good, the rest would not fire. Thank God we did not need any more!
We skinned out the lion and got back to the truck just as the sun was setting. This was an exciting hunt and one I will never forget, I just wish we would have taken more and better pictures of this great cat.
This cat is listed in the Boone and Crocket Record book under Paul Brown.
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