Many years ago when I worked in Alberta, I found an old road allowance while riding my street bike and went down it and ended up skinny dipping in a river. While just laying back chilling in the river a male moose came out of the bush and came for a drink - as he was walking toward me I kept thinking "no way, no way". When he bent down to drink he finally saw me. All I could think to do was give him a silly wave "Hi" and tried to act casual while he drank beside my head. I honestly saw a glint of humour in his eyes. After he left I laid there for a few thinking how lucky I was to be alive, before standing up at exactly the moment he returned with two females. So I waved again, not knowing what else to do. I went across the river back toward my bike but they followed me and stood around me while I dried off and dressed. Any of them could have killed me at any time, but I got the impression they were laughing at having a helpless naked man at their mercy. I kept putting off starting the bike as I had no idea how they'd react and was hoping they'd get bored and wander off. They didn't. Eventually I started it, ready to pin it and get the fuck away but they didn't even flinch and let me ride away. Thankful for a quiet four stroke engine. I haven't hunted moose since, despite it being my former favourite meat. I figure they let me live, so I'll do the same in return. Coolest close encounter I've had. Impressive is an understatement.I can coax them out of the woods and towards the boat with a traffic cone used as a loudspeaker. My 'lonely girl moose' attempts are fair to middlin apparently. Their eyesight is pretty bad so if you're downwind they can get pretty close before they figure it out. That's always fun.
Rounding a corner or line of trees, and having one right there 50ft away with no warning, just staring at you. That's less fun, more on the stressful side if it's during the rut. Those guys will try to fuck a horse. Don't be the rider haha
Oh hell no