About a mile and a half down the Montana Creek Trail there is a trapper's cabin owned by a friend of our bosses-- we're allowed to camp there. It's a glorious spot perched above a river and far from anything. We all went as a group the first time-- later I went out by myself, making it almost to the cabin before stumbling upon an angry moose in the trail. He refused to yield and threatened to charge. I, naturally, retreated and went home. It was exhilarating being harassed by a beast of that size that could have easily killed me with a well placed hoof to the skull.
Tyler at the cabin
There are several of these structures along this trail, as well as other trails in the area. I assume they are markers for the trail, but the trails all seem well socialized leaving these feeling extraneous. They could possibly (but unlikely) be emergency shelters, but they seem far to small and haphazard. They have a creepy Blair Witch feel to them, whatever their purpose. Aiding the unease, both of these had animal parts (a skin and a wing) suspended from them.
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