When I was in high school, I was super into star-gazing. So much so that one night in the car, I had my head out the window and was marveling at how black the sky was and how bright the stars were. The trouble was, I was driving. I had all my passengers looking at the stars too. Suddenly my friend said, "M...MMM...Mooo...MOOOOSE!!!", and slapped me on the shoulder. In front of our car, not 20 feet away was a moose, standing broadside, looking at us. The photo above is not my own, but illustrates just how big these things are. I pulled my head back in the car, yanked the wheel and we went around the beast into the ditch and then got back on the road. When I looked back the stupid thing hadn't even blinked. It would have killed us. Killed us.
Thank goodness somebody happened to glance at the road.
Their eyesight is horrible. He probably only had a vague impression of something moving.
ReplyDeleteI once was really close to one, while hiking, I took a step and he looked in my direction. I stood still and I don't think he ever saw me again though he was looking right at me.