5.30am, early morning, in Kokadjo, near Moosehead Lake in Northern Maine, 60 miles from the Canadian border:
A phoebe in the early morning mist:
We canoed across the lake towards an elegant hummock:
and then into an ever-narrowing bay-let:
One moose in the far distance, , that slowly turned and strolled away. So we stopped for breakfast, attracting a Gray Jay (aka Canada Jay), well-known hangers on at campsites:
And then just as we were leaving, the guide pointed out a mother and calf ahead. The calf scarpered (and neither of us even saw it), but the mother lingered:
We have moose where we live in south-western Maine; you see droppings, but the population is small, and I have only ever seen 4 or 5, in nearly 40 years. All told, we saw five moose that morning, all cows, and the one calf. Thankyou Mark Patterson.
2 thoughts on “Moose quest”
What a peaceful place for breakfast & an exciting day, seeing so many Moose & a calf.
Wow, nice, was this trip recent? >