It was a cold winter morning with a fresh skiff of snow on the ground. The alarm clock went off and I was up, ready to hit it! My brother, Lincoln and one of his buddies were taking me lion hunting. We got to where we were going to be hunting at daylight. Lincoln took the four-wheeler out on a spin to look for tracks while the rest of us caught a few Z's. He came back about 30 minutes later and said that he had found three tracks.