I have been trailed by both coyotes and mountain lions.

Yotes are one thing, and I feel like you could beat it off with your bow like you said as long as it's a fair fight.

I've never felt more vulnerable than when I knew I was either A) near the cougar's food stash, or B) found cougar prints on top of my boot tracks during the walk out. On one deer hunt on base I kept hearing something move every time I moved. I'm not going to lie I hunkered down until daylight sitting in a rock face where the only way I could be approached was head on.

Marine Corps Base Camp Pendleton is chock full of lions. They're all interbred and have kinks in their tails. Sumbitches.

Let us know how it turns out.