When I was in college, I was getting my degree in Geology. One of the requirements was to
do a "Summer Field Work" in Mexico. We would all go down past Ensenada to the Sierra San Perdo Martir, which is the local National Park in Mexico. At the top of the mountain down there is a huge observatory, pine trees and it's alot like our local Sierras, except without much water. Our group would get split into two person teams and each tean got a 10 mile pie shaped area in which to do mapping of the rock types and try and figure out what was going on with the local stratigraphy. My partner was a girl. When we went out into the field, we would just use a compass to get our bearings and then mark our rock types, formations etc. on our maps.
At one point we got tired and sat down on a rock. I looked down and saw the rock had a horizontal crack in it.
It was then that I noticed a black and white striped tail with a rattle on it slide back into the rock.
I jumped up quickly when the rattling started.
We decided we would move on, but we were slightly lost, so we decided to head to an area of high ground.
My partner was first up the slight hill. When she got there, there was a dead tree.
I looked in the top of that tree that was leaning over slightly and there were two baby
Cougars meowing. The girl started saying how cute they were.
At that point, I freaked out when I realized what danger we were in if the mother came back.
I told my partner that we should leave as quick as possible.
I was scared for a good half mile or so.
That was quite a place.