2018 we were working our way up a draw which was quite open on the left with a few patches of trees, quite steep so I had my head down, all of a sudden my friend who was in front stopped and said freeze.
I looked up and saw a bull Moose running flat out from the top of the hill down towards us at an angle of about 45 degrees, amazed at the ground they can cover with their stiff legged gait, he slammed the brakes on and looked back over his shoulder at whatever he was running from.
By this time I had positioned myself in a stand of 3 trees as I first thought the moose was charging us.
The Moose then started running down towards us again then saw us and angled off into the trees about 50 yds in front of us. Over the brow of the hill comes about 6 cows and say 3 or four young calves chasing the Moose. They see us and stop, not worried now as they are only cows, right. Well they form an outer circle of cows with calves in the middle just like a group of Musk ox would and keep stumbling towards us while staring hard at us all the way to the bottom, I am usually easy round cattle but the behaviour of these cattle wasn't what I have normally experienced.
We angled up the side of the draw to skirt them and got well above but they didn't take their eyes off us until we crested the ridge. They were then joined by a huge Bull who came within 60 yards of us and started raking and bellowing.
I don't trust those range cattle, the behaviour they displayed was wild.
That night we could hear other scattered groups, all sounded like they had a Bull with them bellowing in the still darkness, eerie.
Lay there I could imagine what it must have been like for our paleolthic ancestors as their group closed in on a group of Aurochs, never knowing if this was going to be their last hunt.