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FemaleMoose

The next thing I see is this female moose laying quietly in the tall grass.  Looking around I spy 3 more females, another spike, and a huge bull.  So I decide to work my way into them (I got a 2 on my SATs).  I moved across the open area and up on a hill about 75 feet from the female and set up the camera.  The big bull was looking down hill so at this point all I can get from him is the back of his head.  This female decides that she wants to do some grazing and she gets up right in front of me.  Okay, that’s good, she is working slowly in my general direction but nothing to worry about.  When she gets about 25 feet away from me I decide to move where I think she is not going.  I am wrong.  She looks up and starts walking directly for me.  I wave at her and she stops dead and her ears poke straight up.  Incredible, she did not even know I was there.  So now I can sense she is on full alert, and she decides to check me out.  She walks right up to me.  Now, people get killed by moose up here.  There are more deaths from them than from grizzly bears by a large margin.  Also, moose have been known to kill a grizzly bear.  They are very powerful and basically they can kick you to death, and the Alaska moose is notorious for a grumpy disposition.  All of this makes me nervous at this point.  So then she snorts right at me and she is so close I can feel it.  Look away, look away…that’s all I can think.  She stares holes in me and I just glance at her and smile a little a bit and think “I must to go to my happy place, I must go to my happy place” because things are going to get real ugly if I send out bad vibes.  All this time I am praying, and I mean praying hard, that that bull does not hear what is going on, because if he does….I am toast.  Messing with a bull moose in his rut is unwise, messing with his harem is dangerous.  Finally she decides I am nothing to worry about and drops her head and starts feeding right there.  Me?  ummm, I’m moving…

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