Captain Ahab had Moby Dick. Wile E. Coyote had the Road Runner. And Elmer Fudd had that wascally wabbit. My quarry for 25 years has been a moose. Not one in particular, just ANY moose. And for the record, not to spear, eat or shoot, but to merely glimpse one of these magnificent creatures in … Continue reading No Moose, No Peace