Lens-Artists Challenge #150 Let’sGet Wild; Moose

In 2012 I visited my brother in Alaska. If you live in Alaska you have moose encounters; one broke into my brother’s garage and started licking, chewing and then ripping apart my brother’s new snow blower. There was nothing my brother could do but watch in relative safety from the second floor. He later had to get another snow blower.

Moose are large, cranky, extremely dangerous and move on only when they feel like it. They stand much taller than a deer and are much larger than a deer so if you hit one with your car it will total your car, kill you and further irritate an already cranky animal who will casually walk away from your destroyed vehicle.

This juvenile male was between us and home and so we waited. Luckily he was a chill little dude not interested in us. It is good to be ignored by a moose. Eventually he moved off the road and we went home.

Juvenile Male Moose Eagle River, AK
Juvenile Male Moose Eagle River, AK
Juvenile Male Moose Eagle River, AK

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31 thoughts on “Lens-Artists Challenge #150 Let’sGet Wild; Moose

    1. OMG..I LOVE that place. It was at the end of his road. He moved from the rented place in Eagle river and bought a small acreage with a large garage for welding and tinkering….name escapes…along the road that goes out to the place, town, that loopy female ex governor who abandoned her job early to chase money in media lives..used to live?

      Sorry..I’m not awake.

      1. Yes, Wasilla. My husband and I went to Whittier because I wanted to go sea kayaking. We are experienced and wanted to try Alaska. We also went to Talkeetna because I wanted to see…darn these nouns..big mountain. Duh.

    1. Yeah…ever since the snowblower incident my brother has a new adjective for them. Paraphrasing here, “Yeah, they’re big, strong, destructive, cranky and dangerous. Like I said, they are real tasty. Tasty is the best word.”

    2. There are deaths by moose every year..usually through a car crash but you get near a Moose cow with her baby she’ll stomp you to death. To quote my brother, “Cranky, dangerous animals, but like I said, the only good thing I can say about them…tasty.”.

  1. We only met the elks and rendeer when living in northern Scandinavia. The elks are frightening big as well. We have never came across a moose as we never to Alaska. Elks are dangerous as well.
    Thanks for sharing
    The Fab Four of Cley
    🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂

    1. I lived a short time in Colorado and there were many elk. Elk..goodness..they are big. When they ‘whistle’ it is a terrifying sound.

      For anyone curious:

  2. Certainly they have to be quite powerful to not escape at the sight of humans. We have deers, whose name are tarukas, once I saw one but in the moment I raised and turned on my camera it had run so fast that my photo was just a lonely landscape xD

  3. “It is good to be ignored by a moose.” LOL. So true.

    My brother lived on the Kenai peninsula for one or two years before rushing back to his home in Boulder. A “sunbelt baby,” he couldn’t stand the long darkness in Alaska. ,.

    1. OMG..that lack of sun..I was eager to get back to AK so I could visit the Kenai…that plane ride though…it was challenging for my handicaps. Then we sold our home, bought another, then the first sale fell through, then not-enough-mony-o-rama, followed by health trauma, deaths of loved ones, yadda yadda..some good= learning to sail, buying a boat, doing some killer sea kayaking, becoming a better surfer. (for a little while) also happened. In short, we never got back. Now we have another family member moving up there and I hope to visit again.

    1. I didn’t know those were wild. I assumed you had an eccentric neighbor. Huh.

      The US has wild horses all over the West and the most well known wild ponies in the US are on the islands of the OutterBanks of North and South Carolina (barrier islands). Actually we’ve wild ponies further north on Atlantic islands too. Are you on an island? I ask for The West is vast for wild horses but the only way we could have wild ponies in the east is if they are on islands. There’s just too much traffic, population and possibility for accidents along our Eastern seaboard.

      1. We live on the edge of Hampshire’s New Forest. This is a national park where animals have the right of way on the roads. Ponies, donkeys, cattle, and, at certain times, pigs roam free. The ponies and donkeys are all owned by commoners who have ancient pasturage rights and stay out all year round. There is an annual roundup and health check. I have featured them many times on my blog. (The New Forest is neither new nor entirely a forest 🙂 )

      2. OK…that explains it…I love your horse/pony photos. I always tell my husband if I got to Great Britain, sure, I’d like to see the Tate and some other places but that I’d want to get out on country lanes, walk them, ride a bike, sit around in some small harbor town watching the local fleet come in while drinking beer.

        I grew up in the country, this ‘town’ stuff is new to me, and for a brief couple of weeks Iowa was as lush a green as photos I’d seen of England. Your photos capture such quiet beauty. I’d spend too much time in an English wood wondering if the Bluebells were Spanish, scilla, or…the other kind. I talk too much in the morning. I hope you and yours have a lovely day!

    2. I love the sound of lake freighter horns here the way I love the sound of the horns of trains passing in the night when I was a kid in farm country. When conditions are dense fog the big ships sound their horns every 3 minutes while underway to let the world know they are there. Since moving to the Great Lakes I’ve come to appreciate he sound of lighthouse fog horns too but our modern horns are not the same as the old style, much lower, deeper, desolate sound of steam powered fog horns. I only hear those on recordings and videos. So many marine sounds have passed from our lives.

      1. I grew up alongside a railway. I, too, remember the trains in the night – and the voices of the men and machinery during overnight maintenance work – not that they kept me awake 🙂

    1. He doesn’t buy new. That snowblower was the seed of his dislike of Moose; “Yeah. Moose. Like I said, the only word to describe them is tasty.”

  4. Loved your hilarious and accurate description of moose,. So true, I am definitely wary of moose and try to be respectful and give them their space. The comments are hilarious, too. Tasty indeed! Also so weird how we Americans call an entirely different animal elk and renamed the European elk and turned it into a moose!

    1. Credit goes to my brother who was ready to co-exist with moose until one ate his snowblower. My brother never buys new but you can’t find a used snow blower in Alaska so thanks to a Moose he bought new twice. He speaks of how tasty they are like he’s channeling Clint Eastwood. He is hot about Moose.

      Wait…what did we do to a European Elk? The Elk I know were in the mountains around Conifer, Colorado.

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