Something we’ve always done on Alaskan road trips – Critter Count. It promised to be especially fun this weekend as hubby moose and I were going to Homer to celebrate our anniversary by taking part in some of the Homer Shorebird Festival.

We had not even gotten 10 miles away from home when we had our first encounter with Alaska’s wildlife . . . one – count it with me – one moose.

Hubby moose and I were talking – I was trying to figure out what a new building is – hubby yells – MOOSE! – I swerve (in time) – we hear a thump – I look in the rearview and see said moose hoofing it across the highway. No injuries there – hubby encourages me to pull over to see if there is damage to the car and also to make sure there is no blood-gore-hide, etc. left on the car. (in which case we would have notified Fins and Feathers dudes to come look for the moose)

This is what we found:

 

looks like we got high kicked – scratched the paint by (probably) fore hoof. Want a closer look?

 

There was no blood, no gore, no fur – so no call to Fins and Feathers dudes. Hubby moose and I consider ourselves blessed that this was no worse than it was.

Further down the road (still within shouting distance of our house) we saw three caribou – on the other side of the road from us – AND – off the road in the field.

CRITTER COUNT:

Moose = 1

Caribou = 3

Miles driven = (maybe) 15.

Hoo-boy . . . this trip promises to be much fun.

Oh – and just for the Boy, whose mama will definitely understand the sentiment:

 

hahahahahahahahoohahahahahahahaha

More next time – be sure to tune in to see what other critters we were blessed to see.

And, yes, hubby moose and I had a lovely trip – we are exhausted (way too much fun!) – and we are very glad we took the time off work to go on to our neighboring town to the south – aka The End of the Road.