We saw a veritable zoo of wildlife on the hike up the ridge – deer, raccoons, opossums, owls, and something scary in the bushes. After what seemed like an hour but was really only 60 minutes, we reached the top of the trail, and stood around there, panting and exhausted, while George gamely went down the rest of the trail to get the truck. While we waited, we swung the flashlight around the area and saw all kinds of critters – more deer, and a pair of close-set, glowing eyes that peered out from some shaking underbrush. We kept the light on the bush, wondering what was in there. We heard faint snuffling noises, and the bush shook some more. We raised eyebrows. Suddenly, the foliage burst open, something headed right for us, and we all yelled in surprise and assumed our action poses.