She wasn't moving and we couldn't drive around her. Just stood her ground in the middle of the road. Then, after a solid 5 minutes, she turned around and moosed off.
It was early summer, we figured that there must have been a calf around somewhere. Unlike these fools, however, we had the good sense to stay in the truck. :-)
Had a buddy preparing for a motocross race on a narrow logging skid trail. As he was flying around this tight blind corner, there was a bull moose straddling the skid trail. My friend said there was no room to go around the moose nor room to stop without hitting the moose, so he laid the motorcycle down. He said he laying about 5-6 feet from the moose with the motorcycle even closer. He said the moose just stood there the whole time looking at him and then turned his head and calmly ambled off the skid trail. Odd creatures.