In 1986 I was on my horse about 23 miles into the River of no return wilderness in Idaho, checking on some elk country when my horse started to go beserk. He would not obey any of my commands and took off at a dead run with me holding on for dear life. I have no explaination for this. This horse would not spook at anything. Bears, cats, elk, deer, he had seen it all. Two weeks later in roughly the same area we were riding along, when from way up in the timber I heard what sounded like a woman screaming her head off. Another mountain rodeo ensued, and now I WAS SPOOKED! When I got back home of course I told all of this to my outfitter. He told me that he had had a similar situation the previous year in the same basin. We never saw any actual animal, or tracks. Now I know what a couger sounds like and that was no cat.

Thats my story and I'm stickin to it!

BTW, we did not hunt up there that year!