A few years back I was bird hunting up in Greenville armed only with a .20 gauge single shot shotgun. We were at the edge of a clear cut when a young bull moose came out. I hadn't noticed but my partner said "oh S&%t" When I looked up to see what was wrong I noticed the moose. I then noticed him start to snort, swing his head (large rack, very large rack) side to side and stomp his front hoof on the ground. We started to back up and he started to walk toward us, still snorting and stomping. My partner says "We need a plan". I not so calmy suggested escape. We were now deep into the clear cut with no trees to hide behind. He pushed us back about 100 feet or so then cut off into the trees to our right. We gave up for the day and went back to camp for liquid courage. It seems funny now, but at the time it was scary as hell. I also carry slugs and a sidearm now.
Why can't we get a government sponsered tick eradication program?
I have had a deer snort (kinda a weird combo of a snort, snarl and growl) at me before. Its actually kinda a scary sound when you do not expect it from a cute Bambi.
"Keep on reaching for the stars. You may find that someday you can pull yourself out of the gutter."