I was hiking through the Lye Brook Wilderness in Vermont during October. It was a very wet day. I was enjoying the rain, slogging through wet leaves and puddles. My eyes were on the trail, watching out for the bigger puddles when I looked up to see a bull moose just off trail maybe 20 feet away. He was chomping on the leaves still clinging to the trees, sticking his tongue out as he chewed. We eyed each other curiously. After watching for a moment, I continued on. He just calmly watched me pass by, still enjoying his snack. It felt like we were the only two creatures out on that rainy afternoon.