so one of my favorite stories from all
my explorations happen on the
Appalachian Trail I had a dog with me me
and kaya and about two o'clock in the
morning I'm sleeping out into the Stars
cowboy camping and I feel kiya licking
my face I start to then hear what I
think is kaya throwing up making sound
of a dog taking good I open up my eye
and there's a moose nostril three inches
from my face so I make this little like
ahh and it rears up on both sides and
slam down on both sides of my head
centimeters away from either side of my
head it leapt over my head and went and
clothes line my friend Rory's hammock
she plummeted to the ground my buddy
rooster runs out of his tent he's
holding himself and saying but moose big
Moose big moose we kept hearing that
rutting sound all night the sound of the
dog throwing up was the male rut it's
the mm-hmm it was rutting season their
mating season and so I don't know if it
thought I was a female moose because of
how I smelled at that point