Join Date: Nov 2010
Location: Eureka, CA, USA
In Sept, I was on my way back home from Bear Tooth Pass and was coming into a very small town called Jackson, in Montana. I was cruising at 'bout 75 (BTW, the temp was 34!) and the speed limit sign for Jackson said 35. As I dropped 2 gears, slowing to about 50, I noticed movement to my right. I looked and it was Ms Bullwinkle, yes, a F'ing MOOSE, running to cross the road directly in front of me. I jumped on the brakes and realized I had plenty of room....Ms Bullwinkle was gonna cross in front of me w/15 yds room to spare.
As I watched her run across my lane, thinking 'Geez your BIG'....huge, in fact, I realized that the blind moron, in the SUV, going the other way, wasnt slowing and their vectors were gonna meet. The union was gonna happen about the time I was gonna be 5 yds in front of the SUV! Yup, a definite 'Ahhhh SHIIIIITTT' moment. The SUV center punched the moose.....dead F'ing center! Even with ear plugs, the noise was loud. And luckily for me, poor Ms Bullwinkle's momentum carried her away from me. She hit the center of the windshield and into the guard rail. It wasnt until I was 50 yds down the road I breathed. Poor moose!