Had trouble finding the location, and it turned out the road had been closed so we had to improvise. Good fortune was with us. We stopped at a nearby location, got out of the car and walked about 50 yards and we were standing 50 yards above a Moose family.
Everyone started shooting the Moose, getting closer and closer, until the Moose decided we were too close. He climbed the hill toward us, so all 13 of us were hearded along the ridge by the bull. He surprised us and some of the party were VERY close (Pooyan)! Running was in order at that point.
After the Moose encounter, my classmate Jessie and I circled above the Moose, away from mom and calf, and worked our way to the Snake river flood plain. We crossed a creek through a swamp to get some great reflective shots of the mountains.