NFR Vicious wolves, cougars and what's next

GAT

Dumbfounded
#16
My greatest regret is that no cougars were hitting on me when I was a strapping 20-something. Dang!
When I was 16, a divorced neighbor lady was really friendly to me... in those days, there was no such thing as a cougar so I figured she was only friendly because she liked swimming with me in our pool.

Geezus... if I would have only known then what I know now!!! :D

I'm so much older now I doubt if an otter would find any interest in me...
 

Jim Wallace

Smells like low tide.
#18
My greatest regret is that no cougars were hitting on me when I was a strapping 20-something. Dang!
Well, I had a 45+ year old cougar hit on me, and we got as far as downing a bottle of her home-made apricot wine.
Her name was "Ernestine." She had a son named "Ernie" who was one of my surf buddies.

Things were going down pretty smoothly until she said, "You can call me "Ernie," at which point, suddenly, I suffered a vivid image of my surf buddy's head on her body, and that kind of killed it for me.:eek:
 

Fishee

Active Member
#19
Well, I had a 45+ year old cougar hit on me, and we got as far as downing a bottle of her home-made apricot wine.
Her name was "Ernestine." She had a son named "Ernie" who was one of my surf buddies.

Things were going down pretty smoothly until she said, "You can call me "Ernie," at which point, suddenly, I suffered a vivid image of my surf buddy's head on her body, and that kind of killed it for me.:eek:
LOL

What if "Ernestine" WAS IN FACT "ERNIE"!!! oh noes!
 

Old Man

Just an Old Man
#22
I was told that wolves have been spotted out here around Dillon killing cows. I can't find anything in the paper about that. Lots of cows around here.
 

Bob Triggs

Stop Killing Wild Steelhead!
#27
Here's an otter story for you. I had a few guys out on the beaches here one summer day, fly fishing for sea run Cutthroat. I mentioned to one of the guys that he was fishing in a specific spot on the beach where we often see the mother otters as they come out of the den and get into the water to catch fish to feed to their pups. They have to come across about fifty yards of open beach to do this. he kind of grunted at me dismissively. So we are fishing along, and suddenly I hear "SQUEAK"!, and I look up to see the mother otter sitting on her haunches, just a few feet away from this same fisherman, and she is chattering away at him quite sternly. Then she leaps into the water, dives under, and returns within just a few seconds, with a sea run Cutthroat writhing in her jaws. She stops, again right at the feet of this fisherman, and rips the head off of this trout and eats it right there in front of the poor guy. Then she lopes up the beach, back to the den and pups, with the remaining Cutthroat clenched in her teeth. Fishing lessons . . .
http://olympicpeninsulaflyfishing.blogspot.com
 
#28
Here's an otter story for you. I had a few guys out on the beaches here one summer day, fly fishing for sea run Cutthroat. I mentioned to one of the guys that he was fishing in a specific spot on the beach where we often see the mother otters as they come out of the den and get into the water to catch fish to feed to their pups. They have to come across about fifty yards of open beach to do this. he kind of grunted at me dismissively. So we are fishing along, and suddenly I hear "SQUEAK"!, and I look up to see the mother otter sitting on her haunches, just a few feet away from this same fisherman, and she is chattering away at him quite sternly. Then she leaps into the water, dives under, and returns within just a few seconds, with a sea run Cutthroat writhing in her jaws. She stops, again right at the feet of this fisherman, and rips the head off of this trout and eats it right there in front of the poor guy. Then she lopes up the beach, back to the den and pups, with the remaining Cutthroat clenched in her teeth. Fishing lessons . . .
http://olympicpeninsulaflyfishing.blogspot.com
Nice cool can of humiliation right there LOL. I got into an otter once and it scared the **** out of me. Fortunately he threw the fly back at me.