Novel inbound. Don't think I've ever written this down.

I hadn't heard of the big mountain lion from Florida, I'll have to look into it. Nifty.

I have heard that the lions in Florida experienced a bad genetic bottleneck and are inbred and won't survive long term without intervention. There has been discussion about bringing in fresh breeding stock to try and help them, don't know if its been instituted.

I saw mine deep in the woods, about 10mi north of a place called Cougar Holler. (I heard about that holler after this.) I saw the cat in Skyline WMA in North Alabama. Was 2mi from a road, no trail, after dark, coming up the side of a holler.

On a flat spot up the side, almost to the top, I saw what looked like green headlights coming towards me. It was confusing because you couldn't even get a four wheeler in there and it was quiet. Realized it was eyes as it got closer, we were moving towards each other. Got to about 20 yards and realized it was a giant cat. LED lamp, so color isn't great/lot of green, but it looked like gold/tan fur and white belly. Its tail was proportionally shorter than a house cat and longer than a bobcat. End of the tail was squarish, almost tufted. Face was blocky and a little flatter than a common housecat. It was twice, maybe three times the size of a bobcat, so probably a juvenile.

The way it moved was like a snake slithering. It was up on a deadfall, and it kept sliding out of my light. It slid off the log towards me. At that point I drew my handgun and started growling and hissing. It stopped and stared at me and I kept moving towards it. It turned back the way it came and just casually slithered away. It wasn't afraid of me, just no longer interested.

I know bobcats and house cats. This was not that.

I will never, ever, forget its eyes or the way it moved. The entire event is burned into my memory. Adrenaline was up, but I wasn't scared, living in the moment, excited. Got the shakes when I made it back to my truck and sat down.

One of the peak experiences of my life.