From the Desk of Tim R. Goodwin
Greetings
again! I hope everyone had a great
Memorial Day weekend. I always have a
bittersweet Memorial Day; bitter because of all who gave the ultimate sacrifice
in service to our great country, and sweet as it’s a time for picnics and
gatherings with family and friends.
I thought we had enough political mailings, tv commercials and social media blogs, so thought I’d write on something near and dear to my heart. Can you guess? Mountain lions, yep! As most of you know, my two grown sons and I are passionate lion hunters, having hunted lions every season since its inception in 2005. We consider lion season a form of conservation, just like deer and elk season. Since 2005, the lion population in the Black Hills has stabilized (not grown) and fluctuates according to Game, Fish and Parks (GF&P) between 180-240 adult lions, which GF&P thinks is a healthy population.
So where am I going with all of this? Well, on Saturday, May 19, 2018, at 11am, Isaac Sederbaum and S.J. Brooks were biking on a logging trail 30 miles east of Seattle, Washington. They noticed a lion tailing them. They got off their bikes and faced the lion, shouting and trying to become as large as possible. One of the mountain bikers even smacked the cougar with his bike, and it ran off. As they stood gripping their bikes, trying to decompress a bit, the lion struck from behind, pouncing on Isaac, mauling him with Isaac’s head in the lion’s mouth. S.J. went fleeing to get help, and the lion let loose of Isaac and took after S.J., consequently killing him. Isaac, badly mauled, jumped on his mountain bike to get help, at the same time trying to get cell reception to call for help. He finally did about two miles away.
“They did everything they were supposed to do,” King County Sheriff’s Sergeant Ryan Abbot said. “But something was wrong with this cougar.” TIME OUT!! With all due respect, Sgt. Abbot, they didn’t do everything right. How about pulling out a handgun and shooting the lion? We do have a right to protect ourselves for heaven’s sake!
I have two mountain bikes, one with traditional mountain bike tires, and one with 5” wide fat tires. On both, I have a fanny pack tied (Velcro-ed) on the handle bars, and ladies and gentlemen, I am packing my KelTech .22 mag. pistol with a 30-round clip. For safety’s sake, I don’t have a round in the chamber. Because my sidearm is concealed, I have a concealed weapons permit, making everything totally legal. If necessary, I’m prepared to protect myself and those with me.
Of course, you’re thinking that was in Washington state. We don’t have any incidents like that in the Black Hills, right? Well, in March of 2008, at 2:30pm, Ryan Hughes, aged then 33, was fishing through the ice at Sheridan Lake. He had to relieve himself, so he hopped on his 4-wheeler and went across the lake to some rushes in Chipper Bay. While relieving himself, he noticed a lion crouched down by him with a rabbit in it’s mouth. The lion dropped the rabbit and attacked Ryan. A huge fight occurred, and Ryan was able to repel the lion. He got back on his 4-wheeler, drove back to his pickup, and drove himself to the emergency room in Rapid City. He suffered several lacerations and was put on a rabies shot series just in case. I’ve visited with Ryan and witnessed the scars on his arms. In Ryan’s situation, he did everything right under the circumstances. The only thing I’d have done differently is that my lab would be with me as an early warning device, and I’d be armed, but then, probably not while ice fishing.
Now for my sons and my own personal experiences. All three of us have had threatening experiences with lions. Tim junior, while tracking a lion behind Pactola Lake for 7+ hours, finally caught up with an 11-13 yr-old male. The lion had its third deer kill since the tracking started at 6am and had drug the deer into a thicket. Tim walked into the thicket, ever so carefully, only to hear a loud purring sound like a housecat purr, only much louder. He peered to his right in this thicket, got a glimpse of an ear and eye of the lion eating on top of the deer about 15 yards away. He pulled up to shoot, at the same time the lion pushed up from the deer with it’s tail swirling, and Tim shot into the chest cavity, only to have the lion do a 90 degree turn and come at him. His second shot was from the hip (no time to shoulder the rifle), only to repel the lion to another thicket about a half mile away, where the lion was harvested.
My second son, David, caught a huge lion (the third biggest ever harvested at 160+ pounds), going up those steep cliffs out on Nemo road. David waited until daylight, worked his way to the top of those cliffs, and after cutting his tracks, it took about 20 minutes tracking to turn a corner and find the lion crouched facing him, ready to attack. David harvested the lion by shooting him in the chest straight on, while it was facing him ready to pounce.
One of my own experiences. It was an hour before shooting time expired in the evening. I took an elderly man with me and had him set up on the side of the hill with my remote call (Fox Pro) 30 yards in front of him. I was about 50 yards to his right, dressed in camo, on top of a big boulder. The second I started my call, a 120-pound male appeared to my right and was going in front of me. After he passed me, in slow motion, I shouldered my 270 to get a backup shot, should my friend not see him, or miss his shot. The lion must have seen my movement in his peripheral vision and did a 90 degree turn and came right at me rather rapidly. The lion was also crouched to the ground, making a smaller target. What happened? Well, I already had my rifle shouldered, thank God, so I looked through my scope, only to see the lion’s face. I lowered my crosshairs under the lion’s chin and pulled the trigger. The lion was less than 10 yards away when I harvested him.
The difference with all three of these situations is that we were actively hunting lions, and you could say, provoking them. In a hiker or mountain biker’s case, you’re just out getting some exercise while enjoying the Black Hills.
My point is to always protect yourself. Go to your sheriff’s office, fill out a concealed weapons application. It costs $10 and they give you a temporary permit then. In about a week your permanent concealed carry permit arrives.
Until next week, hope you don’t have any nightmares….
Tim R. Goodwin, Representative, District 30
tgoodwin1955@gmail.com

