I've read more than one article, through the years, about some bull moose in rut losing out when arguing with an oncoming train.
I don't weigh nearly as much as a train.
So: The only moose I've seen was during a trip through Yellowstone Park. I stopped the truck, dug out the camera, and walked a short way toward him for the picture.
I didn't walk very far. I definitely used maximum zoom. After that, I watched from inside the truck, "In case of in case."
I've noticed that vicarious learning about potential harm beats heck out of first-hand experience. Condition White is a bad thing, no matter where you are. It's not about fear; it's about judicious observation and preparedness.
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