One of the things that I always enjoy is seeing a moose out in the wild. Every now and then as I’m driving along, minding my own business I’ll see a moose. Sometimes it is crossing the road in front of me (thank goodness not too close!) but most of the time I see them off the road a little bit. Sometimes I’ll see a bull moose trying to romance a cow during rutting season. That’s always funny and sad at the same time – you know what I mean?
The thing about moose is that they don’t usually RUN across the road like deer do. No, they just take their sweet time and meander, not a care in the world. Woe to the car that plays a game of chicken with a moose! The car loses. Thankfully no one I know has ever struck a moose – that would be serious.
This morning I saw a young moose walking down the middle of our road. It was traveling the same direction I was traveling and it was taking its sweet time. It didn’t phase the youngster one bit to have me tailgating it! So we took our time for probably 300 – 400 feet or so before it decided to turn off into the woods. I’m glad I wasn’t in a big hurry!