Editor’s Note: With most game seasons closed across the U.S., except for hunting predators, I was very interested to talk with Lynn Worwood of Nephi, Utah, a Mossy Oak Pro (www.mossyoak.com) who hunts mountain lions. A very avid hunter of all species, especially turkeys, Worwood and his friends have fun hunting mountain lions from October until June each year. Other hunters chase predators year-round.
I always have been interested in photography. I got bit by the photography bug when I was a kid. I always have carried a camera with me when I go hunting. I like taking pictures of wildlife, and I especially like photographing mountain lions because most people never have seen a mountain lion. Mountain lions are very secretive. They can hide really well, and they try to avoid people.
On one hunt, I had to go down a ravine and walk under a log lying over the ravine. When I got on top of the ditch, one of my dogs came in and treed a cat that had been standing on that log that I just had walked under. I shoot a Nikon D5000 (www.nikon.com) digital camera, and I use a Nikon 70-300mm lens. I carry it in a backpack, until I reach the tree where the dogs have a lion bayed. Back when I was using a film camera, I’d usually shoot 20 to 30 photos of each cat we treed. However, today with my digital camera I shoot 50 or more to make sure I can get at least one good picture. One of the best pictures I ever made I shot with my film camera. We had treed a really big, huge, Tom lion, and he was in the top of a cedar tree. I was able to climb up the side of the mountain, so that I was level on the same plain as the cat. I was probably about 20 yards from the cat, and he was snarling and growling. I got some great pictures.
I never will forget one hunt I went on with my wife’s cousin. About 18 inches of snow had fallen the night before we went hunting. We were walking up a road, and my wife’s cousin said, “I can’t really tell if this a lion track or not, but it looks like it might be. There’s so much snow in the track it’s hard to tell.” I told him, “Let’s put a couple of dogs on that track and see what they say about it.” I turned one of my dogs loose, and he turned another dog loose. I was reaching for the third dog when I looked back at the first two dogs, and they had jumped the lion out of the ditch right beside the road. The lion then quickly went up a tree. That was one of the shortest races I guess we ever had.
I was hunting with my son, Mike, and he had dogs, and I had dogs. We had hunted hard and located a couple of cats. We were hunting with a friend of mine who had dogs also, and he said, “Let’s go over to a place I know of and see if we can find a cat big enough for Mike to take.” The dogs went up the side of a mountain and stayed on one particular ledge for a long time, which often meant a lion had spent a lot of time in that area. Finally, four or five of the dogs took off and ran about a mile from where we were. There were five dogs at the tree, but my old dog Bullet wasn’t there. Mike said, “I wonder where Bullet is. He should be here.” I replied, “I think Bullet is running a different lion.” I took my GPS tracker out of my pocket, and I could just barely pick up a signal from Bullet’s collar. Bullet was 1-1/2-miles away from where the other dogs were treeing. Bullet had another lion up a tree, and he was the only dog on the tree. A cat was standing in the top of a cedar tree with a blue sky behind him, and that was probably the biggest cat we ever caught in the last few years. He weighed close to 200 pounds.
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