Lost, with Dookie
Normally, one pile of moose dookie alone would not be considered anything extraordinary -- just a sign of their presence. But the number of fresh & semi-fresh piles (sorry, no other way to describe it) we saw that day was incredible. Literally dozens and dozens. Hence the photo.
Okay, to be perfectly honest, we were actually lost that day. Not "lost" as in "we can't find our way back," but lost in that we took a wrong turn off of the planned trail and ended up in a very remote and seldom-hiked section of the Sandwich Range. Although we never made the intended summit that day, we did have a rather interesting family adventure complete with all sorts of tracks, scat, critters, and disappearing trails to nowhere. Very cool. Yet, despite all the dookie, footprints, rubs and criss-crossing moose trails, we never actually saw a moose. We were definitely expecting one around every bend in the trail, but they obviously smelled us suburbanites and high-tailed it out of there.
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