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  • I had passed East through Chicken Alaska on my way back to Tok. I had finally been back on a paved surface for about three miles. Then I topped a hill and saw a Moose and Calf trotting down the highway right on the center yellow line right at me. I braked to come to a stop a respectful distance away and to grab for the camera with the long lens. Suddenly I hear chimes. I look down. Low tire pressure warning... I get to a stop and the Moose and Calf are headed for the side of the road. (Not so dumb after all.) I ease on by and into a place about 100 yards beyond where I can checkout the tire. I grab the camera and the Moose and Calf step back onto the highway. They continue near the center line away from me up the hill showing me only rump. How rude! I get moose rump and a 20 minute delay to change tires. More like "Northern Exposure" after all. But at least they are now just barely in the proper lane.
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