bobcat stories

andrew

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tell me the story of how you bagged your first bobcat. give me details(terrain, gun/load, time of year,etc.). i have this urge to go get one this winter or fall.
 
it was about 30 somthing yrs ago!!! late fall early winter!! hunting out of my 72 bronco up on top of camino cielo mntn!!! the pacific on one side and lake cachuma on the other!!! late night and had a couple of fox when we caught some eyes coming in!! he hung up at a 100 yds or so on the side of a hill!!had my buddy with the spotlite with the coffee can and red lens hold the lite on it while i used a bulb squeeker to get the eyes!! he would turn every time i got ready to shoot so he took the bulb and the 222 did the job the next time he looked!!! walked up the hill and could not find the cat!!! looked everywhere!! was walking back when i almost stepped on it!! he slid about 30 yds down the grassy sloop!! hit him right next to the nose about 1/2 in. from where i held!!! that was mine!! i hope it was what you wanted!!! more followed later!! grandpa fudge
 
my first bobcat came about 21 years ago. i was hunting a ranch just south of ft carson co with the ranch foreman. we were calling coyotes at night and splitting the money. the ranch foreman had been trying to get a bobcat for almost 20 years.
we were traveling a two track road when we stopped to check out a pair of green eyes about a half mile away. we started calling and it came right at us at a steady walk. about two minutes later it closed the gap to about 200 yds. i told the ranch foreman to shoot the critter, he being a polite person insisted i go first. i took one look thru the 6.5X20 leupold and knew it was no coyote. the 17 remington cracked and we saw his eyes roll out of sight, roll up again and disapear. i looked at my companion and said" funny looking coyote it had no tail". he imediatly came flying out of the truck with words i won't print here. i do remember something about how i had better not shot a bobcat.
four days later i shot a second one with him, not that i wanted to but i knew it was going to get away if i didn't. his wife still won't let me forget those two sleepless nights she spent. it seems he kept her awake talking to himself
about how i had shot his bobcat not once but twice.
we traded the second hide to a taxidermist for a full body mount of the first one. i kept it at my home for almost 7 years until i left the state. it was just before christmas, i had christmas at his house. we placed the mount under a sheet out of sight. after all the gifts were open his wife told him he had missed one . when he removed the sheet and saw what it was he went to imediate tears rolling down his face and the biggest grin i have ever seen. i still have visitation rights though he lets me know thats his bobcat.
there is one thing about good friends, no matter how far your apart or how long once your back together it's as though not a second has passed.
 
It was a drizzily night in the winter of 2001. Suprisingly enough I was using a Johnny Sterart CH-1 howler and a mini-blaster. I was set up on the southeast corner of the property, ( hoping to call in some critters from the other side /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/laugh.gif ) when I had eyes coming in. Thought it was a yote since I had howled first. It ran behind a mesquite tree 50 yrds away and slowly moved out into plain sight and parked it. I threw a piece of lead at it that measured .308" in diameter and flop it went. As I approached it, I seen that it was not a yote but a 20# bobcat. Probably a 2 year old cat but it was my first. Terrain was good ole flat West Texas country with plenty of mesquites.
 
It was i974, I was in the ninth grade. I hunted a private citris ranch about a ten minute bike ride from my house. It is now a golf corse in corona called Eagle Glen. I had pemission to hunt any time I wonted it was abuot 1500 acres. I would love to shoot the Jacks with a 22.Long rifle. This I would duck tape to my bike for the ride to the ranch. I hunted almost every day, one day as the sun was just about to set I cought movement about one hundred yard out running between the orange groves. I han a four power Tasco scope on a 581 remmington bolt .22 rimfire.I took a shot at the bobcat at about 100yrds. Not knowing if I hit her I decided to have a look see. I found her in an orange tree about four feet off the ground. She was hit in the rear leg she bleed to death. Wow I was on cloud nine, I still have the old pictures.
 
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