reuben_j_cogburn
Buckeye
I mentioned a few moose moments I had this winter...
well... I had 2 more..um 3 more... Last week on a supply run, I had just gotten to the place in town where I get off the river. It is an empty lot between to occupied lots, designated as "public access".
As I moved through the lot I was about 20 yards from the road, which was obscured by a large snow berm. I noticed what looked like ears protruding above the berm, right next to a notch in said berm, where snowmobiles could pass through. Sure enough a head appeared...
I stopped my sled, and shut it off, to decide my best option. I thought momentarily about buzzing through fast, but the chances of the moose moving into the way and causing a mess was to great. I decided that turning around was best. My small yamaha bravo has no reverse.. and besides, I had a freight sled behind me..
I only had my eyes diverted from the berm a moment, but when I looked up, the moose.. (a young bull)... was suddenly on my side of the berm!! Not only that it was walking towards me. Now the trail is only as wide as a snowmobile... I didn't have time to muscle the machine around, nor put my snowshoes on and tramp out into the deep snow...
I'm pretty bummed out at this point... Now.. I am surrounded by houses, and having to shoot a moose here was not what I wanted. Beside, it wasn't charging, but it was walking deliberately.
I drew my 44 and proceeded to walk back down the trail back onto the river.. Looking back (all the time).. the moose was gaining on me and showed no signs of changing course....
I had no option but to pick up the pace... Imagine an olive drab southpark kid, trying to run, on a mostly solid, but not really... snowmobile trail, trying to put space between me and my nemesis... I must have looked pretty ridiculous... I stumbled up river a 100 yards or so to another trail which leads to the neighboring lot, which is private property.. It was one of those better to ask forgiveness moments...
Fortunately the moose stayed on the river. I circled around and got back to my little snowmobile.
If you thought my trials were over, you'd be wrong.. 1/4 mile from my destination, I ran into another moose on a narrow tree lined trail. Fortunately this one let me turn my snowmobile around and I resorted to plan B..... (go into town and call my ride to meet me at the post office)..
I would have taken pictures, but I was kinda busy....
This run, I ran onto a cow and calf bedded down in the road, (same road and area) between me and where I needed to go.. This time I was able to turn my bravo quick and go back down the trail to the river. I ended up using the same trail as before.. Hoping the owner would forgive my transgression.. The moose were between that drive and the one I exited the river on, so I squeaked by....
I'm getting tired of moose.....
well... I had 2 more..um 3 more... Last week on a supply run, I had just gotten to the place in town where I get off the river. It is an empty lot between to occupied lots, designated as "public access".
As I moved through the lot I was about 20 yards from the road, which was obscured by a large snow berm. I noticed what looked like ears protruding above the berm, right next to a notch in said berm, where snowmobiles could pass through. Sure enough a head appeared...
I stopped my sled, and shut it off, to decide my best option. I thought momentarily about buzzing through fast, but the chances of the moose moving into the way and causing a mess was to great. I decided that turning around was best. My small yamaha bravo has no reverse.. and besides, I had a freight sled behind me..
I only had my eyes diverted from the berm a moment, but when I looked up, the moose.. (a young bull)... was suddenly on my side of the berm!! Not only that it was walking towards me. Now the trail is only as wide as a snowmobile... I didn't have time to muscle the machine around, nor put my snowshoes on and tramp out into the deep snow...
I'm pretty bummed out at this point... Now.. I am surrounded by houses, and having to shoot a moose here was not what I wanted. Beside, it wasn't charging, but it was walking deliberately.
I drew my 44 and proceeded to walk back down the trail back onto the river.. Looking back (all the time).. the moose was gaining on me and showed no signs of changing course....
I had no option but to pick up the pace... Imagine an olive drab southpark kid, trying to run, on a mostly solid, but not really... snowmobile trail, trying to put space between me and my nemesis... I must have looked pretty ridiculous... I stumbled up river a 100 yards or so to another trail which leads to the neighboring lot, which is private property.. It was one of those better to ask forgiveness moments...
Fortunately the moose stayed on the river. I circled around and got back to my little snowmobile.
If you thought my trials were over, you'd be wrong.. 1/4 mile from my destination, I ran into another moose on a narrow tree lined trail. Fortunately this one let me turn my snowmobile around and I resorted to plan B..... (go into town and call my ride to meet me at the post office)..
I would have taken pictures, but I was kinda busy....
This run, I ran onto a cow and calf bedded down in the road, (same road and area) between me and where I needed to go.. This time I was able to turn my bravo quick and go back down the trail to the river. I ended up using the same trail as before.. Hoping the owner would forgive my transgression.. The moose were between that drive and the one I exited the river on, so I squeaked by....
I'm getting tired of moose.....