an evening stroll

theresa, becky, and i went on a search for mountain lions during one lonely dusk in august. in stealth composure and black garb, we set out into the caves of the wyoming wilderness in pursuit for this mysterious cat of prey. mountain lions are stalkers, where they hunt through the bushes and know exactly where their prey's eyes are at so they cannot be seen. those being stalked typically do not witness the mountain lion before it leaps out. though we never winded up seeing any lions despite our camouflaged and covert efforts, we learned that we are pretty bad ass anyway and the sky was pretty.