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Post by kaima on Jul 29, 2007 8:46:07 GMT -7
I had a fun encounter with a moose yesterday as I was in the yard working the contractor putting in my new driveway. A yearling moose calf came out from under the tree separating me from the neighbor downhill and walked up the hill right along the edge of the road, about 20 feet from the two of us, pretty much ignoring us. He got as far as my uphill property boundary and a large pickup truck pulled up to the intersection uphill, almost instantaneously joined by another pickup with a large, rumbling engine. The yearling hesitated and then turned around and wandered up the driveway past us and … into the garage. It did occur to me I could invite the moose for a tender dinner that night …. Perhaps my last meal before the Fish & Feathers police offered me free room and board.
Happily the moose looked around the ‘cave’ and did not go farther through the open doors to explore the rest of the house. It looked around for two minutes and then turned and ambled out, turned immediately left (downhill) and walked past once again, this time about 6 feet from me. It is the closest I have been to a moose, and even with a medium-sized yearling (perhaps 6 feet tall), that was plenty close! The moose was quite calm, no ears laid back or signs of nervousness or anxiety toward the two of us.
Of course my camera was in the house!
There is a movie from a security camera showing another moose going into Providence hospital in much the same fashion – walking in the open door, ambling about & then walking out. I will have to check Youtubes and see if they have it posted there.
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Post by hollister on Jul 29, 2007 9:29:11 GMT -7
Kai,
Try
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Post by kaima on Jul 29, 2007 11:47:56 GMT -7
Thanks Holli! That is the one I was thinking of. The moose that visited me could have been a twin to the one shown here.
Kai
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Post by rdywenur on Jul 29, 2007 17:59:56 GMT -7
Rumour has it you have Polish Chocolate and he had the munchies. ;D ;D
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Post by kaima on Jul 29, 2007 23:47:41 GMT -7
Ahhh Rdy,
You burst my bubble again! Here I had visions of St Francis and the animals gathering around, hoping that I could do more of the same. It is quite a pleasure! I am afraid you hit the cause on the head- it had to be the last of the Polish chocolate that I just cleaned off my FAX machine early that morning!
Well, if I can't cut it as St Francis I will have to shoot for uncle Remis as a storyteller.
Kai the Truthful
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Post by Jaga on Jul 30, 2007 9:54:25 GMT -7
Kai,
maybe you could keep the moose as a pet! Do anybody keep moose-pets in Alaska? The next time do not forget to take a camera with you.
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Post by joyce on Oct 14, 2007 11:14:25 GMT -7
The only moose I saw in Alaska last year was the old one in the Wildlife Refuge place. He was huge! I don't think I would want to tango with that critter. It's bad enough when a car or truck hits a deer or a strayed cow. Here in TX when one hits a large animal such as a deer or cow, the police take the animal carcass to feed the caged tigers that our county houses. These tigers & other wild cats have been impounded from citizens. There is some law saying you can't have exotic felines in our county. My friend Kat told me that when moose are hit by a vehicle, there are some families on a waiting list that when they are called, will come and get the moose body and use the meat to feed their family. That's nice that the moose don't go to waste. But I imagine that the front end of your vehicle would need some major body repair.
Joyce TX
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Post by nathanael on Feb 23, 2008 7:03:51 GMT -7
My only encounter with a moose ended in humiliation. I used to spend my weekends on top of the highest peak in Chugach Mountains, to clear my mind and to meditate. It was a 16-hour trek both ways through a trail with a thick underbrush on both sides. One day, as I was descending toward Anchorage, after spending an unforgettable night in a snowstorm, I saw a huge 4,000-pound bull moose only fifteen feet away slowly walking in my direction. There was no escape given the dense wild blackberry bushes on both sides. The night was falling and I didn't want to spend one more day on top of the mountain. I was too frozen to go back. I knew that the moose never back off when confronted on a trail in similar circumstances. So I dived into the side of the trail, clearing the brush with a hatchet which I carried in case I encountered the wolves. The moose passed me only inches away, acting as if he never saw me, which of course wasn't the case. He was too busy munching the aspen leaves, even to notice. He came out from the encounter a "winner," forcing me to give him the right of way! For a little while, this animal made me feel like he was more important than myself, the king of that mountain range!
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Post by Jaga on Feb 23, 2008 10:11:13 GMT -7
For a little while, this animal made me feel like he was more important than myself, the king of that mountain range! Nat, very interesting story. I this you are right, you were on the moss territory, not the opposite  So he was a king there. |
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Post by bescheid on Feb 23, 2008 11:36:09 GMT -7
My only encounter with a moose ended in humiliation. I used to spend my weekends on top of the highest peak in Chugach Mountains, to clear my mind and to meditate. It was a 16-hour trek both ways through a trail with a thick underbrush on both sides. One day, as I was descending toward Anchorage, after spending an unforgettable night in a snowstorm, I saw a huge 4,000-pound bull moose only fifteen feet away slowly walking in my direction. There was no escape given the dense wild blackberry bushes on both sides. The night was falling and I didn't want to spend one more day on top of the mountain. I was too frozen to go back. I knew that the moose never back off when confronted on a trail in similar circumstances. So I dived into the side of the trail, clearing the brush with a hatchet which I carried in case I encountered the wolves. The moose passed me only inches away, acting as if he never saw me, which of course wasn't the case. He was too busy munching the aspen leaves, even to notice. He came out from the encounter a "winner," forcing me to give him the right of way! For a little while, this animal made me feel like he was more important than myself, the king of that mountain range! I know it is not of a laughing matter, but, I was laughing over your experience  The experiences of our lives are so more so then fiction. I am not sure the weight exactly at the moment of 4.000 but that fixes into my mind as a very large animal in any book... You are the smart one here on that situation, for you lived to retell the tail, yes.... Charles |
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Post by justjohn on Feb 23, 2008 18:51:16 GMT -7
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Post by rdywenur on Feb 27, 2008 12:02:50 GMT -7
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So he was a king there.
The experiences of our lives are so more so then fiction. I am not sure the weight exactly at the moment of 4.000 but that fixes into my mind as a very large animal in any book...
