But ran across this guy outside of Haines the other day. Never seen one in the wild before.
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Just don't chase him....
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I had no intention of that! I'd just as soon let wild animals go their own way, unless I plan on eating them. I just wish he (or she) would've turned around so I got more than the backside.:-(
Thought this was cute......
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About 25 yrs ago this May, 5 friends & I and were camping and fishing on Reservoir Cabonga in Quebec.
One afternoon we'd broken camp and were moving to a new spot when a thunderstorm blew in. We were just off the gravelly lee shore of a 15- 20 acre island when the wind & waves picked up, and for about 20 minutes we could do no wrong, nearly every cast produced a nice walleye 18-20"+ ; they must have been feeding on disoriented bait or something.
Anyway, after the storm quit, we pulled our boats up on the beach to make camp, dry out and eat fish. While the rest of us were pitching tents, looking for dry wood and building a fire, one guy wandered off to "look for moose shed". When he came back about 10 minutes later, his eyes were big as saucers and he wanted us to follow him, but wouldn't say why. 3 of us traipsed off with him into the interior of the island and pretty quick we were in a place that spooked everybody. There was no vegetation to a height of about ten feet and long coarse brown hairs hanging off of all the stripped branches.
In a bit our fearless leader held up his hand for us to stop and pointed at the ground by his feet. For a minute I couldn't figure out what I was supposed to be looking at, then it came into focus and there were a pair of moose calves, practically invisible against the duff on the ground, who couldn't have been more than a couple of days old. They never budged except to blink while we inspected them from about 5 feet away and took a bunch of pictures.
Nervous about maybe pissing off Mama Moose, wherever she was, we retreated back to camp. The guy we left behind said that very shortly after we left, a cow moose walked out on the beach about 300 yards down the shore and stood there looking back into the woods. It was a mighty good thing for us those little mooses didn't start squealing and hollerin' for their Ma.
That night we gorged on beer-batter walleye filets and ice cold Bradors and watched the Aurora until about 2 AM. Great memories!
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