I was predator hunting over a carcass when this lil kitty snuck on in. I was sitting in some scrub oak on the ground looking at the carcass to my left when I felt something hit my right foot. I turned my head, the lion leaned back. I pulled up the rifle 270wsm and fired point blank into its chest. He flipped then ran. I tracked him into some scrub, I could hear his labored breathing, and he ran again when I got on top of him. I followed him into some downed timber and after some crawling on my hands and knees, I found him alive but unable to get up. Quick shot to the neck with the 300bo ended him. 130# tom
In case your wondering why there's a hat in the background. I carried him up the mountain and was whooped, after the hour long chase the adrenaline was gone. I left him and went and got up the guys in camp to come and help bring him done. So I put the hat in the tree so I could find him.