We went on a leaf ride the other day above the Park City and looked down on our perfect little model town far below us. The leaves were mostly muted with a few tremendous patches of lime, yellow, orange and red. Conifers looked like Christmas trees with Aspen leaves as bulbs. The trail was carpeted yellow. The woods were alive with wildlife, in full randy rut and anxiously anticipating the hunting season. We couldn’t see much game but we could smell moose and elk and deer in wafting patches of musk as we rode through the woods. It smelled like elephants. We felt privilege to visit the multi-colored home of these majestic beasts, and to leave them in peace at the end of the day. They are getting ready for winter, as we are, and need this time to fatten-up¸ raise their young and get healthy for the tough season ahead. C’est la vie.
I heard about the guy in Summit Park who shot a moose for attacking his dog while they walked a trail, in woods, thru the leaves. Who takes a gun on a walk with their dog on a designated trail? I forgot my poop bag but I am packing. Is there something they are afraid of or something we should be afraid of, besides them? It is artificial leverage and paranoia. ? The dog was off leash and deserved to get chased, its evolution and it is only fair. To shoot the moose for defending its home is cowardice and arrogance, 45 caliber ego. I heard he was cited for having his dog off leash. I can’t speak for our State Militia or Second Amendment Rights, but at least we have a well regulated leash law.