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Kathryn London relates a recent moose meeting:

Hey Moose People!

Just wanted to share a fresh moose encounter story! I have to tell you about my recent adventure. My friend Neil and I went fly fishing this weekend. It was beautiful and I am becoming pretty good at catching the larger brook trout with my own unique style of casting. We were standing in a lovely, narrow river in Northern New Brunswick, Canada, when we heard an odd "bleating." Neil thought it was my stomach rumbling. I said, "no it wasn't me". We both looked up, and only ten feet away was a massive 7-foot-tall bull moose with antlers three feet wide. And, since it is moose mating season and he was rutting, he was swagging his head from side to side to warn us that he might charge.

We froze in terror. Normally (if you can use that word here) you are supposed to hide behind a large tree or climb it if a moose is contemplating an attack -- but, alas, there were no trees around us, just tall grasses! Our only choice was to retreat quickly up the river, which we did. We tried to slog calmly through the water, without making any fast moves. I was deeply concerned. Moose can move VERY quickly when they want to! Fortunately, this moose did not chase us, but as we began to retreat he started to move as if to come up behind us. He was so very large and powerful-looking (beautiful too, in retrospect) you realize just how much damage a creature this size could do to you if he wanted to. But he mainly just wanted us to leave -- which we did -- as quickly as we possibly could!

Douglas Balog reports from Trencin, Slovakia:

Dear moose-types:

I feel compelled to report my own sighting and subsequent identification of a statue of a moose in downtown Budapest. I rode past the aforementioned edifice many a time during my stay there and according to my sources and experiences it is the only representation of moosedom in Hungary.

Here's another adventure from Craig Keates:

I spent 5 days recently in Algonquin Park in Central Ontario. I was canoeing with my girlfriend in the southern part of the Park, about 6-8 hours paddle away from our access-point. Though we had many near-moose encounters on the trip, the best was just after dark on a slightly rainy Friday night.

My girlfriend and I heard some decidedly 'big' crunching noises a few metres off in the bush. We had seen a variety of tracks in the bush that day near our camp...lots of moose prints and a few bear tracks as well. So, we weren't sure which species was dropping in. I flashed a light around to see if I could get a better view of our mystery visitor....I did catch a flash of two glowing eyes about 30 feet away! Yikes!

We decided to retreat to the relative safety of our canoe (down a small but steep embankment) until we figured out what to do. We returned after a few minutes to our site and built up the fire, started making alot of noise with pots and pans and gathered a few items in case we needed to make another hasty retreat.

It was then that we saw the invader...a massive moose. No antlers, but it appeared to stand over 7 or 8 ft tall. And it was simply standing there, about 20 feet away from the fire pit, inside our campsite, and staring right at us! We thought we would try to simply share the site with the seemed harmless enough. But over the next 10-15 minutes it started feeding in a pattern which edged it closer and closer to the fire pit.

Finally when it was just ten feet or so away, I muttered a few "choice" words at the animal under my breath. The moose stared at me and walked directly towards me, not charging but with greater purpose than it had so far displayed! That was about enough for me! My girlfriend and I retreated again to our canoe and looking up the cliff face we could see the moose actually peering down at us over the edge!!! It was standing RIGHT beside the raging fire pit! Needless to say, we eased out onto the lake, watched as the moose continued to check us out, and then set off for another campsite in the rain. We spent a wet night in a crudely fashioned lean-to using our canoe and some pine boughs.

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