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It was in early August of 1994, in Pendleton County, West Virginia, in the woods near the top of a mountain called "Cave Mountain". Four of us (teenagers) took two 4-wheelers up the mountain, because we were staying there as guests at the time and we'd never seen the overlook. It's a rock outcropping on top, where you can see for miles and miles. Anyway, we already knew to watch out for bears and rattlesnakes (thus, the 4-wheelers--a much quicker means of escape, and louder, so the bears would be warned a lot earlier that we were coming through). It's about a 4-mile ride up the mountain, through the forest, to get to the top.
We spent about two hours up at the "High Knob" (the name of the overlook), playing around. We'd brought a small stack of paper up so we could make paper airplanes and sail them off the edge of the overlook, just to see how far they'd go. We turned around to head back, and while easing our way down the steep, tree-rooted path that leads down from the overlook to where we'd parked the 4-wheelers, I saw something move out of the corner of my eye. It was a cougar/mountain lion/whatever--it was laying on its belly up on top of a solitary rock outcropping, just looking at us. It didn't do anything dramatic. It just laid there, looking at us.
Honestly, it's a miracle that I even saw it. Even though the rocks were grey and white and black, I swear, it blended right in. I probably only noticed it because I was nervous about the bears in that area, and I was being hyper-vigilant about my surroundings. But there was really no mistaking it for anything else. It had those black "eyeliner" marks around its eyes, short, tawny fur that had no obvious dapples, stripes, or marks, it didn't have the "jowl" fur or the ear tufts that bobcats tend to have, and it was MUCH too big to be a bobcat. It wasn't just a quick glance that I got, either--it stayed right there the whole time we were walking to the 4-wheelers, getting ourselves loaded on (we rode double) and radioing back to the farmhouse to tell the grownups that we were on our way down. At first I didn't say anything, because I was afraid that if I pointed it out and the others panicked, we'd scare it into being aggressive or something. But when we were sitting on the 4-wheelers, I poked my friend Mike (he was driving our 4-wheeler--I was riding behind him) and pointed it out to him. I guess I just wanted *someone* other than me to see it, so I didn't think that I was going crazy. Mike's eyes got pretty big, but he didn't panic or anything. He just turned off the radio and calmly started driving us away.
Our parents called the Wildlife people when we got back down to the house we were staying at, but the lady on the phone seemed pretty skeptical. They sent a guy out to talk to us about it; HE certainly wasn't skeptical. He said that he'd heard lots of stories about people seeing them in that area, but nobody had ever found definitive proof of it, mostly because even though that area is public land, it's hard to access, and because the terrain and the forest are so rough and thick, there just aren't many people who go that far up the mountain. He told us that even if they *are* up there, though, they might just be the descendants of "pet" cougars that people had brought to that area and set free, and not an indigenous species. What shocks me is that none of the locals have ever managed to kill one. There are several guys who train their bear dogs on that mountain--how the dogs could have missed them all these years is beyond me. But they usually keep their dogs on the lower part of the mountain, where the bears like to hang out in the hollows and gullies, so maybe that's the reason.
Ah well. It would be awesome if we could officially declare that WV has wild cougars again, but I'm not holding my breath. For all I know, that one cat might have been the ONLY one, and it could be like the ranger guy said--that it's just a released pet, and not indigenous at all.
:shrug:
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