Moose!

While up the Gallatin Canyon this past weekend to visit the Kabin Kids we were sitting down to breakfast and outside the door:



That was the yearling. And when I turned 90 degrees to my left:



Holy smokes! Moose are big. Etta was quite enamored with them and kept mooing. At one point my dad came around the corner and was taken aback. "You are getting pretty close with her. I don't think that you could out run that moose at this distance." I took the hint and took Etta back inside.