Gerald Martin
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Today was the first day of mountain lion season (with hounds) in Montana. I was excited to draw a limited tag for the first time in the four years that I've applied. Our unit went to a special draw about 6 years ago and its really helped the quality of the lion hunting here both in terms of the hunt and helping to insure hunters are killing adult lions instead of the first cat the hounds put up a tree.
It's also ensured that someone like myself who doesn't own hounds can find a houndsman who is willing to run a cat for him.
Last year was the first year I had run for a cat when my friend and neighbor Rick had drawn a tag. A tough combination of lack of snow, old tracks, small tracks, hound troubles and the fact he didn't want to shoot a small cat meant that he ate his tag instead of killing a cat. Rick had run lions for years but had downsized to one hound in the past several years. His hound Bailey is still fairly young but has the nose, the drive, and the intelligence it takes to make a great hound. She's only been on a couple of lion trees but she's seen lots of feral cats that strayed onto the property go up a tree.
She knows the routine.
Our plan for the day consisted of Rick and I running a couple of local drainages before daylight and then checking in with Charlie and Jimmy who were running in the district that bordered ours. Charlie is a RABID lion hunter who does it just for the love of hearing the dogs and seeing the lion in the tree. He doesn't even have a tag this year and is still using several of his vacation days just to run cats for the fun of it. We agreed that if Rick and I found a cat Charlie and Jimmy would come run with us and if they found a cat we'd go run with them.
Long story short.... After hitting the road at 3 a.m. and running until seven, all Rick and I could come up with was one old bobcat track and one small lion track both at least a day old. That, and at least four fresh wolf tracks that had spent the night on a local ranch that had given me permission to chase lions on. But, when we called Charlie, he informed us that they had a fresh track. It was a fairly small cat and out of my district but since I'd never seen a cat in the tree before, I was gungho to join the chase.
The leading lady of this saga. Bailey
It's also ensured that someone like myself who doesn't own hounds can find a houndsman who is willing to run a cat for him.
Last year was the first year I had run for a cat when my friend and neighbor Rick had drawn a tag. A tough combination of lack of snow, old tracks, small tracks, hound troubles and the fact he didn't want to shoot a small cat meant that he ate his tag instead of killing a cat. Rick had run lions for years but had downsized to one hound in the past several years. His hound Bailey is still fairly young but has the nose, the drive, and the intelligence it takes to make a great hound. She's only been on a couple of lion trees but she's seen lots of feral cats that strayed onto the property go up a tree.
Our plan for the day consisted of Rick and I running a couple of local drainages before daylight and then checking in with Charlie and Jimmy who were running in the district that bordered ours. Charlie is a RABID lion hunter who does it just for the love of hearing the dogs and seeing the lion in the tree. He doesn't even have a tag this year and is still using several of his vacation days just to run cats for the fun of it. We agreed that if Rick and I found a cat Charlie and Jimmy would come run with us and if they found a cat we'd go run with them.
Long story short.... After hitting the road at 3 a.m. and running until seven, all Rick and I could come up with was one old bobcat track and one small lion track both at least a day old. That, and at least four fresh wolf tracks that had spent the night on a local ranch that had given me permission to chase lions on. But, when we called Charlie, he informed us that they had a fresh track. It was a fairly small cat and out of my district but since I'd never seen a cat in the tree before, I was gungho to join the chase.
The leading lady of this saga. Bailey
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