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Message: [QUOTE="ThisJustIn, post: 2004024, member: 382"] In Alaska -Anchorage area - walking a ski lift area birding with my mom and guide Aaron. It's Memorial day, absolutely beautiful, and we've been talking wildlife encounters, the reality and rarity of them, etc. etc. Aaron and mom are walking ahead, and he's just scooped up some blondish, longish hairs and is explaining how they're moose hairs and how, since it was the season when mama moose were wandering with their baby mooses, we needed to be alert and wary 'cause mama's could be as protective as hell. So yes, we're walking, and I'm scanning as their talking and walking 15-20 yards in front of me. I look to my left... and there's a mama moose and her two calves. Calmly staring at me. Also about 15-20 yards away. I quietly and urgently mutter under my breath to the two ahead, "Moose left! Moose left! Moose left" They mostly ignore me thinking I'm goofing... and then Aaron throws a glance over his shoulder. There's a hitch in his stride as he says, "Keep walking." "That's what I'm doing," say I. "And.... moose left!!!!!" [/QUOTE]