I was bow hunting a creek bottom about mile from big ag field. I had hiked in early about 1pm and setup on some white oaks. About 3 the does started coming in to feed on the acorns but I waiting on a buck because it's to far to the truck to be shooting a doe. I have seen about 30 does by 4:30 when something moved off the ridge and all the deer spooked out. I never could get a good look at what was on the ridge but what I saw looked like a big cat. I waited until dark and no more deer came in so I climbed down and packed up everything. I start walking out and I'm sure I can hear something following me but when I stop I can't hear it. As I start up the hill I am sure now that I am being followed and I have my climber on my back with my bow in one hand and an arrow and dim flashlight in the other hand. Every time I stop it stops. This is a good 25-30 min hike out so by half way I'm freaking out. I stop and yell a few times but it keeps following me. When I'm about 200 yards from the truck I go into a full sprint and drop my stand at about 100 yards. When I get to the truck I get it unlocked and I know I have cheated death and jump in a slam the door and that's when I figure out what it is. My pull up rope had fallen out of my pack and was dragging behind me. I went back the next day and got my stand. It took a long time before I could hunt that bottom again.