This morning
Charlie and I survived our first moose attack. I hope it’s my last. From five
feet away they are HUGE – and even bigger when you are on the ground and she is
standing over you!
We went for our
morning walk so Charlie could do his chores. I was watching the woods for them
knowing they’re in the area. She came out of the woods so fast we did not see
her until she was in our face. I turned to run and tripped, falling to the
pavement. She stood over me and was so close her eyes were the size of silver
dollars. The ranger had warned us about moose and said to run away zigzagging
if they charged you but I found it is hard to zigzag when you are on the
ground. Fortunately, the moose decided to back off at the last minute and we
scrambled to get as far away as possible. Charlie’s poop bag is still on the
roadside near my dirty underwear. My only thought was “those hoofs are going to
hurt”. Another camper suggested the moose may have thought Charlie was a wolf.
I’m glad Charlie didn’t act aggressive. That may have saved us from injury. An
elbow scrap I can survive. That’s a great way to get the blood pumping early in
the morning. We will be doing our walks closer to the campsite and leave the
moose to the other end of the loop.
After that much
excitement we opted for a real day off. We took a short drive into the park to
see if the clouds had lifted. They had not so Denali is still a mystery to us.
We gassed up, dumped the tanks, filled the fresh water tanks and returned to our
site for a restful day. Karen thinks this is one of our best days so far. No
TV, music, errands, shopping, chores, or laundry. The day was just a sit
around, lounge around kind of day. We napped in the sun and Karen did some
reading while I tinkered with small repairs and adjustments to the motor-home.
We discussed our plans for the return trip. Tomorrow we reach Fairbanks and
then turn south toward home. From the map it looks like it is all
downhill from there.
Too close |
Safe distance - enlarge to see moose |
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