Just Passing Through

Momma Moose and baby on the way through the yard heading down to the slough to feed, prime time for browsing.

My Great Uncle Tom as a young man came to hunt moose on the Kenai in 1920s.  Hunting is a family tradition.  As the story goes, he quit hunting after this trip because of the death of a female bear they thought was unaccompanied by any cubs only to find it wasn’t.