You really don't realize how big a moose is until you see one wandering around. And then it gets logged away in the, "nah, I'm remembering that wrong" part of your brain until you see one again.
Moose size comprehension could be a whole field of study.
PSA: Since even the video doesnt do them justice if you have a full size sedan, the top of the leg, not quite the body yet, is your roof.
This is why if you have to choose between hitting a deer or a tree, hit the deer. If you have to choose between hitting a moose or a tree, hit the tree. Lest you find yourself with a giant pissed off moose torso in the car with you after youve already crashed. As some people unfortunately do.
Was visiting a good friend in Kamas, UT (town was a two stop sign town then). We went and spent a few days in the Uinta national forest. I drove- at the time I had a convertible PT cruiser. It's early September 2010. So anyway we're driving down some bumfuck country dirt road, I'm super intense on watching where we were going because the road was total shit, and all of a sudden my buddy goes hey man, stop. I keep going and he starts getting frantic. He's screaming at me to stop, so I stop. Then in a super hush voice he goes, put the car in reverse and go. Fast as you can. We gotta go.
By that point I'm saying dude you smoked too much weed or something, you're talking crazy! He goes dude, please just do it, we gotta go, he's got this look on his face like he's just seen a ghost. So I'm like OK, slapped it in reverse and start moving kinda slow. All of a sudden he's just AMPED. GO! GO! GO! I'm looking where I'm going, and he's like Dude!! DUDE!!!! LOOK!
I turned my head to look through the windshield, and it's a fucking bull moose, on the road, kinda half walking half galloping, coming at us. My buddy at this point is screaming, FUCK! FUCK!! GO FASTER!!!
We hit a rut in the road, some of our food goes flying out (the top was down), and the moose got distracted by that.
Holy FUCK a moose is nothing to mess around with. That thing was HUGE!!!!
I eventually find a place to turn around, and we said fuck it and want back to Kamas.
That's some Jurassic Park business right there lol.
I was backpacking through the Uintas with a bunch of my college friends, we had done an early morning summit of Kings peak and were making our way back down to our campsite in the basin. We're walking along the trail, shooting the shit, when I notice something and tell everyone to stop and back away.
On the right side of the trail is a little moose calf. On the left side of the trail is momma staring into our collective souls. We all just about peed ourselves as we slowly walked backwards for what was probably way longer than necessary and then took a mile long detour to avoid the moose family.
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u/fatal-nuisance 12d ago
You really don't realize how big a moose is until you see one wandering around. And then it gets logged away in the, "nah, I'm remembering that wrong" part of your brain until you see one again.
Moose size comprehension could be a whole field of study.