2 moose stories: First in March, Saskatchewan. Mother and child, they came to the edge of the highway, stopped,looked both ways.
While laughing, I stopped the car, wasn't going to play around.
Another car coming the other way stopped as well, then the two crossed the road.
Second is far better; June '93. 4 bikes, I'm riding second.
New Hampshire, Green Forest, heading to Laconia.
Round the corner, big fucking moose on the road, big enough to ride under him.
Friend in front is off the gas, but has a wicked backfire, so his bike sounds like a machine gun...pap pap pap pap !
Moose is so scared, he's trying to run, be he has 4 legs going 4 different ways !
So funny, almost fell off the bike from laughing.
