Thunder bay, Toronto
Moose Now on the Loose
I like animal rescue stories and one of them recently occurred up in this northern county just the other day. About 75 km north of the town of Timmons two locals spotted a massive bull moose stuck in a mud hole to the level of his neck. He was doomed until he met the two guys on one of those ATV machines. They manage to strap a device by his neck and antler, pull him out of the muddy trap, drag him to higher ground and see him off to freedom after catching his breath. He bolted off into the wilderness and with some gratitude (hopefully) was allowed for another chance to survive.
Krishna das and I, who shared the hotel room together, were super happy to read about the rescue before we departed for home; he on an eighteen-hour drive to the south and I, on WestJet, also to the south; the big city of Toronto.
Luckily, I was able to find some time to get in some walking. A 3 km stretch in the concrete jungle, hundreds of kilometers/miles from moose country. It was dark then and it was enjoyable because the air was good and so were the people. I imagine because summer is still on and the nightly cafés beckon people forward for a last squeeze of sensual pleasure before work and schools go in to a form of reset.
Going back to the bull moose — they are truly soul creatures. They don’t herd like elk or Caribou. Solitude is what they know, especially the males. They are like some kind of yogi who likes remoteness. Bear in mind their challenges — packs of wolves in the winter, the cold, the bugs in summer and sometimes an odd relentless mud hole.
May the Source be with you!
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