forestgnome
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This is more to share a scary event I had more than a trip, so I'll post here. I planned to visit a meadow in Evan's Notch at sunrise, then hike the Royce Mtns. Instead, I landed in the hospital with a very interesting diagnosis.
A heavy frost covered the meadow...
I started to hear some very strange sounds at the far end of the meadow, which turned out to be moose starting to do the rutting rituals. I saw three bulls and two cows in the golden morning light.
I didn't witness any bulls fighting. All of them were very docile.
I think they like each other...
Here's where it got strange. They were all used to my presence and all was wonderful, just watching them interact on a beautiful morning. Then this cow kept looking at me. She started my way and her boyfreind (typically) followed her wherever she went...
They steadily got closer and when they were about twenty feet away I started to back away. She just kept walking toward me...
I wondered what she wanted and if the boyfreind was getting jealous over her interest. Who knows what these giants are thinking? I started to get nervous, something that has never happened to me even when standing much closer to a bull who had a mate nearby last autumn.
I slowly retreated a little more up a small rise but she just kept coming...
I turned and decided to walk away when suddenly I felt weak and weird and light-headed. The next thing I knew I was waking up, face down in the thick wildflowers of the meadow. After a moment I remebered where I was. I rolled over and saw the cow moose looking down at me, peering over the goldenrod. I could not move. I just layed there as she resumed browsing pin cherry and took a few steps away. I could not move for at least 15 minutes. Then I tried to get up but it would make me nausious. It was another 15 minutes before I could stand up. I had to search for my camera in the thick vegatation. The two moose and another pair were still in the area but had moved a bit, browsing around.
I thought I had suffered a heart attack. It was scary. I was soaked in sweat as I slowly walked out of the meadow, with the moose watching me leave.
I went to the hospital and the doctor diagnosed a vagal nerve event ( with fancier terminology) I explained what happened and how I've been closer to moose a hundred times. The doctor said that my body and most of my brain decided it was a fight-or-flight situation and the blood quickly drained to the legs so I could run like hell. If I ran, I would have been fine. But since I merely took a few slow steps the blood didn't get pumping through the body, leaving my head and torso short on blood and oxygen. That's why I passed out and that's why it took a long time for me to be abled to stand and move.
I could be off a bit on my understanding of what the doctor explained, but that's the jist of it. So, if you ever think it might be time for a sprint, don't hesitate.
happy trails
A heavy frost covered the meadow...
I started to hear some very strange sounds at the far end of the meadow, which turned out to be moose starting to do the rutting rituals. I saw three bulls and two cows in the golden morning light.
I didn't witness any bulls fighting. All of them were very docile.
I think they like each other...
Here's where it got strange. They were all used to my presence and all was wonderful, just watching them interact on a beautiful morning. Then this cow kept looking at me. She started my way and her boyfreind (typically) followed her wherever she went...
They steadily got closer and when they were about twenty feet away I started to back away. She just kept walking toward me...
I wondered what she wanted and if the boyfreind was getting jealous over her interest. Who knows what these giants are thinking? I started to get nervous, something that has never happened to me even when standing much closer to a bull who had a mate nearby last autumn.
I slowly retreated a little more up a small rise but she just kept coming...
I turned and decided to walk away when suddenly I felt weak and weird and light-headed. The next thing I knew I was waking up, face down in the thick wildflowers of the meadow. After a moment I remebered where I was. I rolled over and saw the cow moose looking down at me, peering over the goldenrod. I could not move. I just layed there as she resumed browsing pin cherry and took a few steps away. I could not move for at least 15 minutes. Then I tried to get up but it would make me nausious. It was another 15 minutes before I could stand up. I had to search for my camera in the thick vegatation. The two moose and another pair were still in the area but had moved a bit, browsing around.
I thought I had suffered a heart attack. It was scary. I was soaked in sweat as I slowly walked out of the meadow, with the moose watching me leave.
I went to the hospital and the doctor diagnosed a vagal nerve event ( with fancier terminology) I explained what happened and how I've been closer to moose a hundred times. The doctor said that my body and most of my brain decided it was a fight-or-flight situation and the blood quickly drained to the legs so I could run like hell. If I ran, I would have been fine. But since I merely took a few slow steps the blood didn't get pumping through the body, leaving my head and torso short on blood and oxygen. That's why I passed out and that's why it took a long time for me to be abled to stand and move.
I could be off a bit on my understanding of what the doctor explained, but that's the jist of it. So, if you ever think it might be time for a sprint, don't hesitate.
happy trails