Hey there, my handle is RIVIR, i live beside the River, ive had my handle ever since the CB radio days, now its cell phones, any ways everybody had CB radios, 4 of us went Moose hunting , young guys as we were then my brother and i and 2 buddys headed North where the Moose were suppose to be, green at hunting moose, keeping track of each other 2 trucks CB's, stopped headed down designated trail F, the 4 of us werent really ready just walking in first snowfall no ice on water, low and behold a Moose run right across in front of us going like a frieght train through the Birtch, his antlers were just like they were wobbling tipping, this is young guys hunting cant believe, there was like a hail of bullets following at him, and he went over the little ridge and into the lake, standing up to his neck in water out there looking at us, what now we cant shoot him in the water never get him out, every body leaning on atree with crosshairs on him , i said gotta think this out , moose started moving a little toward us, holy crap, Moose snorted and my brother fired right through the side of his head, i said what the, and he said when he snorted i felt snot hit me, 10am, we had the moose in the truck at 3pm hard work built a little raft smallest guy went for the ride hoping moose wouldnt sink, now to shorten the story up we heading home talking on those CB's all the way 270 miles of happy hunters, everybody in our area seems to all be on same channel, they new we had a Moose listening in on the last 50 miles of home, there is only 3 of us now and we talk about our first moose hunt every once a while , we have been on moose hunts since but your first moose is a treasure.