tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9000427.post112873783617519335..comments2023-05-17T12:32:29.540-03:00Comments on A Little Bit Of Happy: There's a Moose In My LaneSteph VWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11939962984776676532noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9000427.post-1128787916623610292005-10-08T13:11:00.000-03:002005-10-08T13:11:00.000-03:00Steph, I too, many years ago, went with your Dad l...Steph, I too, many years ago, went with your Dad looking for moose signs. These experiences built a defense against a full onset of " City Slickeredness" later in life. In Jasper "slicker" stop in droves for animals that stand off to the side of the road. Moose, deer, insects and all forms of rodents are subject to being shot by a telephoto lens. If the "slickers" are not run over by a truck they quickly retreat to their SUV or BMW. Now I believe your Dad was correct. He taught us to stop if the animal was in the middle of the road. I you didn't the moose has the potential to join you in the vehicle. Now having moose in the car or chocolate in the car. Hummmm!! Remember your Dad's parting words "watch for deer" !!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9000427.post-1128780709213502552005-10-08T11:11:00.000-03:002005-10-08T11:11:00.000-03:00Jeez, I wouldn't complain about the washcloth in t...Jeez, I wouldn't complain about the washcloth in the hotel -- they stock the rental cars with chocolate! I'm goin' ta Newfoundland, by!Alisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02552492730405613361noreply@blogger.com