My lovely wife and I experienced a close encounter of the moose kind. We were heading home, around 9 p. m.. A rather large moose decided to bolt across the road right in front of the truck. My wife screamed and I stood on the brakes. Missed it by only a few feet. What a rush!
Most parts of the country have to worry about deer collisions. That’s bad enough, but a moose commonly gets over a half ton. That will bring most cars to a sudden stop. Worse yet, moose are tall. Cars knock the legs out from under them and then the body of the moose crashes through the windshield or crushes the roof.
Many animals’s eyes reflect the light from a vehicle’s headlights. No such luck with moose. Their eyes don’t really shine in the dark. Combine that with dark fur, and they are tough to see.
Then there is the problem of their tiny spore like brains. Moose are dumb. Maybe they were smart enough in the days before cars. Today, their cognitive power just isn’t up to the task. To make matters worse, the poor animals can get a brain worm that destroys what little mental power they have. That’s when they’ll do strange stuff like come into town and climb on top of cars. That’s no exaggeration.
My wife and are extremely vigilant when traveling through moose country. However, my best defense is driving like a little old lady. The speed limit where I saw the moose is 40 mph. I was only doing 25. Had I been going even 10 mph faster, that moose would have met the bumper.
I’m counting my blessing on making it home safely.