While driving back from panning for gold (for real at Crow Creek Mine) my grandson and I spotted some cars backed up on the road ahead of us as we entered Anchorage. A somewhat lazy bull moose was wandering through a strip mall. The sign above his head explains it all. This was obviously a lucky shot, albeit quick, hand held and out the car window as I was slowly moving past the critter. This happens all the time up there in the city. Cops are usually called to escort the moose elsewhere. They are very dangerous if spooked.
You have no doubt concluded that I'm back home from our two week adventure "up north". More on that later on.
