ColoSprgsMountainMan

As dusk starts to overtake the day, we heard rustling of the brush and crashing of something big. Up on the ridgeline the form jetted out of the bushes and rushed over the ridge. As the darkness fell, we pursued the sounds for about 2 hours. We could hear the clacking of trees being hit. When we thought we were close, we split up to triangulate the sound we rustled it into the open.

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