10/20/2026
i always tell people that moose are my spirit animal, not because we’re both stubborn but because it seems every time I’m in moose country I end up with some wild moose story. Here is the short version of when this photo was taken:
It was just before dark in late Sept. 2024 and all the sudden we could hear something crashing through the woods. Out of nowhere this bull moose appeared, grunting, snot dripping from his nose, and full of that rage that comes with the rut. For the next few minutes he stared us down and every time we tried to move his eyes would follow and he’d get that aggressive posture. Luckily he decided we weren’t worth his energy and he moved on, but this was the first and only time I’ve been a little nervous around wildlife in the Tetons.
