This is the first time I managed to photograph a successful bobcat hunt. It happened so quickly. I arrived, scanned a hillside, spotted the bobcat, and started to drive closer. It disappeared into the bushes while I was driving, but I decided to walk over to where I had last seen it. Before I could finish getting into position, the bobcat emerged from the bushes, crouched in front of a gopher hole, pounced, and carried its prey back into the bushes.
It almost felt too easy, but I quickly recalled just how many times I’ve come up empty on my bobcat, or only gotten a glimpse of a distant cat that wanted nothing to do with me. Now to try to repeat this with a bit more eye contact and a better background.