But wait! I'm back from the moose-wrassling capital of Canada. I outwitted the pungent musk-ox, outperformed the burly bison (aerial stunts in a ball gown category), and ate over 3 dozen corn dogs to best the wapiti, before I was run off the field, squealing like a little girl, by the mighty mosquito.
I really did see a moose. A big bull male who could have snaffled me up or trampled me down, his choice, if he hadn't run off. This was on our way to canoeing the Takhini river, which we completely canoed - we canoed it good. And baked bannock-on-a-stick, and brewed Labrador tea picked 30 paces from the boiling kettle, and sundry other outdoor pursuits, which I may twist into sundry Tall Tales, time permitting, in future posts.
I really did see a moose. A big bull male who could have snaffled me up or trampled me down, his choice, if he hadn't run off. This was on our way to canoeing the Takhini river, which we completely canoed - we canoed it good. And baked bannock-on-a-stick, and brewed Labrador tea picked 30 paces from the boiling kettle, and sundry other outdoor pursuits, which I may twist into sundry Tall Tales, time permitting, in future posts.
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