A friend sent me this video:
I laughed my ass off at the Stag rutting up the golf green, as well that dumb tourists getting chased.
No matter how placid an animal may be, if its big enough to crush you it just might!
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“I’m running from something that’s three times my size, has two-foot-long spikes on either side of its head, and can run three times as fast as I can – and laughing about it!”
Meanwhile, my only thought is, “Damn, even JAY could pop one of those with a handgun!”
Nothing a judicious application of 45-70 wouldn’t cure. We have loads of moose up here but they don’t wander the streets downtown because any moose dumb enough to do so would end up as mooseburgers.
Also, damn, those tourists are dumb.
Looks to be Colorado, so no doubt the hippies are behind the elk takeover… heaven forbid humans protect their domain from the hoofed rats! I went to Estes Park, north of Denver, last May and the place was lousy with elk and mule deer. I’ve never seen so much wildlife. Cool to visit, but just like the bison in Yellowstone, wildlife induced traffic jams get real old real fast.
ZerCool — Bwahaha!!!
Yes, the tourists getting chased were hilarious. But I feel a sneaky bit of sympathy for them, nonetheless — elks on a golfing green scream “Petting Zoo” to me!!
Some years back I was road-tripping to Ohio from Washington via Kentucky [had to avoid Illinois due to my pistol 🙂 ] for a family reunion. The rest of the family was laughing at me recounting how I would ‘cover the brake’ during the drive because I kept catching glimpses of fireflies (which do not exist in Washington) off to the side of the road at night.
I told them they could laugh all they wanted, but back where I came from there were 800+ lb Roosevelt Elk in the woods that would jump out with no warning other than a quick eye-glint, and smacking one at 60 MPH is a recipe for disaster. To prove my point, just three days after I got home a trooper was KILLED when he hit an elk, lost control of the cruiser and kissed a tree at speed.
Pissed the elk off something fierce.
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I’m sure if we negotiate with them, we can all co-exist. Or maybe we should pass laws making them illegal. I’m sure that will do it!