2 weeks ago, Me and a few buddies were Elk hunting in this place called dry Creek here on the Umatilla Reservation, pretty close to the foothills, shoot our town Pendleton is about 20-25 miles away. Anyhow, I was on the side of a hill, my bud called me and said 3 calves, I was thinking why is he calling me and telling me, and I looked back at him gave him the thumbs up, and said go get em'!! I started walking, and he called me again, and he waved me to come down, so I did, reached him and said there are 3 cats (mother/2 cubs) right up ahead of us, and he was in a lil' panic so he headed back, I went to the top and heard a cow we wounded in a distance, my buds caught up to me, headed up the creek a bit, and decided the cow was cat food, so we headed back down.
This past weekend, we went to a place called Pearson Creek, not too far up from a town called PilotRock, about a couple hills over from Dry Creek. Picked up a Non Indian hunter, asked him what he was doing, said he was cougar hunting, (By himself ta' boot) Anyhow, he mentioned there were about 6 different cougars in that area, so thats about 9 cougars that we know of close the foothills and with in a good distance of a couple towns. Crazy. Now, we are going to hunt cougars since deer/elk season is over--ruining our game, cougars are year round for Tribal Members on the rez.