"It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat." ---Theodore Roosevelt 1910

Monday, December 30, 2024

Oak Creek Cat


        Over the holiday school break we got some fresh snow so Bron and I went out chasing lions with Kade Waden and his two Mountain Cur dogs Gus and Buck. We went to the Oak Creek unit and cut these two sets of tracks running together. Bron shot his out of the first tree with Grandpa Jack's .243 rifle. Kade and Tyler treed the second cat and Tyler shot it. There was a $1,500 bounty for each cat paid by the Wild Sheep Foundation because Oak Creek has bighorn sheep on the unit. There was a band of them on the hillside across from us that day.