I'm not sure the moose even wants to be there, I think he's glaring at them.
I'm not sure the moose even wants to be there, I think he's glaring at them.
I'm not sure the moose even wants to be there, I think he's glaring at them.
That's not "lifesize". That's more like "half-size".
If you see an elk and you're like "that's a big deer" that's an elk. If you see another elk and you're like "that's a monster from the dawn of time" that's a moose.
~Brennan Lee Mulligan
I was about the say that thing is tiny. Maybe even a bit less than half. And why are sequin coat guy's pants so baggy in the legs? They look even crazier in the reflection.
Fr. Moose wouldn't be the only remaining megafauna in North America if they were the size of our deer.
Seeing a moose in real life was an otherworldly experience. It's HUGE and terrifying.
First time I saw one, I was a kid riding shotgun in my uncle's pickup truck. We were driving pretty fast down this old logging road, on our way out to cut some firewood at an old clearcut site.
All of a sudden there was this big brown wall of fur right outside my window. I couldn't even tell what it was until my uncle gently slowed down to let it pass us. The thing's shoulder was just higher than the top of the truck, and it was running just as fast as us, when it came out of the bush and started running along beside us. Its antlers were almost as wide as the truck was.
We just kept slowing down to give him some space, and it just kept going at full speed until he disappeared around a bend. I didn't even have time to be scared...just in shock at how massive it was. It nearly broke my brain.
My uncle just said something like, "Holy shit, that was close! That would have destroyed my truck if we hit him."
It's a North American elephant.
That is a rather apt description.
Almost hit one at a risky speed for daytime summer driving, but in a dark December Banff night. The 1999 pontiac firefly is a very nimble car, even at speed. Restoring it from fishtailing along the snowy highway in the dark of night like it's a metronome was a welcome surprise because, as it was a white car, they wouldn't've found us until the Spring.
Why did they ship the moose from Omaha? I can confirm there are some RIGHT OUTSIDE the Banff Fairmont.