For the past two mornings I have not seen a single moose. Today I saw 11 of them including this cow I named Martha near the Swanson River in Captain Cook State Park. I watched as she ate mouthfuls of grass and eventually disappeared in the dense brush. The weather was beautiful again and things were quiet. All that will change this weekend as Fourth of July revelers fill the campgrounds and celebrate the holiday. This morning it was just the moose and me. One of them was named...Martha Moose.
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