Last night Roch and I went for a nice evening bike ride. Some volunteers created the “Trail of Discovery” on city property that runs for miles through forest, creeks, and the overabundant wildlife.
The deer take up the sides of the trail, sometimes they’re in the middle of the trail. They get annoying, but usually stroll away when they catch wind of our approach. I can make a cool noise that sounds like their warning call. It’s a mix between a “woosh” and “fe-ew.” I actually suck at it – it only worked once for me. At the time, one of the deer in the group repeated my noise which made all the deer run away. It was cool. But I like making the noise even if it just gets them to look up at me curiously now.
On the trail last night, Roch noticed an animal a few yards ahead of us. A moose? Or is it just a horse? Roch stopped me long before I noticed her standing in the distance. He’s more observant. He made some whistling noises to get the animal to look up… and then she clumsily strolled towards the creek. She was a huge moose!
Well… it’s calf-season and I’d like to go without a trampling… so, rather than provoke a protective mother, we just turned around and went home.
A moose!
Hey, I don't want this picture. What gives?