My sister Eva and I love to walk, seriously, we walk a lot. Last night we hiked up the hillside and down into a “nature” area to look at the redwoods. We got a late start and dusk was not far away. It was just beautiful. We stopped briefly to laugh at a sign.
Now, this pathway is completely surrounded by houses and not two miles away from her house. It was rugged and very undeveloped; and sure maybe a raccoon or snake, but mountain lion? I felt as though there was little reason to be concerned. On we walked and I did notice it getting dark, partly because it was so heavily wooded. My ears became acutely aware of noises, scanning the surrounding brush as we walked. I caught some movement but could not focus on it immediately. As my brain processed the golden colored tail I saw two feet off the ground, my heart began to race. We decided it would be a good idea to turn around and head back; another sound and more movement. We found ourselves walking faster and faster; laughing a little, that sort of nervous laugh you have when you are trying to dismiss a less than ideal situation. Finally we arrive back at the entrance and up the canyon hill we climb. About half way up, I turned to look behind. There standing on the path right behind us was a small, lone, coyote. Once we made eye contact he turned and walked back into the trees.
So it probably was not a mountain lion stalking us but we laughed and still kept up our brisk pace as we walked home. There is never a dull moment when hangin with my big sis.