Sometimes it pays to look behind you. In the Tetons we went around a corner on the trail in Boulder Canyon where some folks seemed to be just standing, looking at something. We looked over our shoulders and this girl was giving us a stare.
The unpredictability of a moose was demonstrated to us alongside a road in Alaska. We slowed our truck down for the moose, who appeared totally flummoxed as to what it should do next. It took a step then changed directions maybe five times before finally deciding to go back into the woods.
At Riley Creek Campground in Denali, we encountered a mama moose who was a bit tired of the whole motherhood thing. She and her calf would arrive in the campground (the wolf loop, as I recall) early in the evening and she would drop her calf off between campsites for us campers to babysit while she went off wandering down the road. The calf would lie in the grass and give us sweet looks, unconcerned about the disappearance of her mother.
Below left: Mama heading out on a Friday night. Below right: Calf between campsites