Moose Calf

I got to hang out with this little guy a couple days ago. At first I was nervously looking around for the mother. I was in a packraft – there’s no way I could outpace an angry mom in the water or on land. Eventually I saw some unconcerned but attentive ears twitching in my direction from an alder thicket. She was pretty chill, not even getting up, and the calf was alternating between curiously checking me out, munching on tempting greenery, and making circuits of the little island. It occasionally went back to check in with mom and then would come back down to the water to see me.

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