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Many years ago when I was about 15, my mom and dad and I took a ferry across to the island. Mom was content to sit in the lodge, enjoy the atmosphere, and people watch . . . her legs wouldn’t allow her to walk far.
My dad and I took off down a short trail toward the end of a peninsula. Nice path, beautiful day, sun coming down through lots of leafy branches.
We stopped for some reason, not sure why. Maybe a noise off to our left.
We looked up into the trees and there about 10 feet off the path was a HUGE MOOSE with BIG antlers!!!! He was enormous. Wow.
We just stood there looking at him for a little bit while he looked down at us. Then we very quietly and peacefully walked on down the path so we wouldn’t spook him.
It was amazing. An outstanding memory.

Saw them at the stadium? Coliseum?
A terrific concert.
The drive home to Michigan took something like 14 hours. We had some kind of vacuum valve problem on my Mustang. It was crazy what we went through to get us and the car close to home.
But it was all worth it.

We drove there from school, rented a cabin in the park, walked the trails, had a really nice time.