Two sisters from the northwestern B.C. community of Kitimat have both had close encounters with moose on the loose.
A month ago, Yvonne Studley, 49, was badly injured when she hit a moose with her vehicle, so last Friday her sister decided to visit her in Vancouver General Hospital.
But sister Connie Everitt, 51, also hit a moose and ended up in hospital.
In the first accident a month ago, Studley was on her way home from a business trip when a moose ran in front of her car.
The animal went through the windshield and landed on her, breaking her wrist, arm and hand, fracturing five of her ribs and causing bleeding in her brain.
The pregnant moose died near the collision.
When Studley came out of her coma, Everitt and her husband Steve decided to visit her.
She and her husband were in two cars last Friday afternoon. Everitt, in the first car, was going around a corner near 70 Mile House, B.C., when she saw “a brown blur.”
“I knew right away it was a moose,” she said. “I slammed on the brakes with both my feet.”
“It was like two explosions.”
She was taken to the hospital in nearby 100 Mile House, B.C., with mostly soft-tissue injuries.
The coincidence of hitting a moose just like her sister “really threw me for a loop.”
“My first thought was, ‘Are the moose going out [on a] hunting season for my family?”’ Everitt said.
Moose are involved in about 8% of all wildlife vehicle collisions, according to the Wildlife Collision Prevention Program’s website.
“Moose will often try to avoid vehicles by running along a highway,” added Jeff Knight, spokesman for B.C.’s Ministry of Transportation.
“If it’s safe to do so, it’s best to pull over or slow down until the animal leaves the road.”
Everitt was released from hospital Saturday, and Monday visited her sister, who she said was getting better.
“You can never tell when a moose or some other wildlife will run out in front of you,” she said. “My sister almost died from this. If I’d had anyone as my passenger, they would have died.”
WIFE HITS MOOSE
By Thomas Lux
Sometime around dusk moose lifts
his heavy, primordial jaw, dripping, from pondwater
and, without psychic struggle,
decides the day, for him, is done: time
to go somewhere else. Meanwhile, wife
drives one of those roads that cut straight north,
a highway dividing the forests
not yet fat enough for the paper companies.
This time of year full dark falls
about eight o’clock — pineforest and blacktop
blend. Moose reaches road, fails
to look both ways, steps
deliberately, ponderously . . . Wife
hits moose, hard,
at slight angle (brakes slammed, car
spinning) and moose rolls over hood, antlers —
as if diamond-tipped — scratch windshield, car
damaged: rib of moose imprint
on fender, hoof shatters headlight.
Annoyed moose lands on feet and walks away.
Wife is shaken, unhurt, amazed.
— Does moose believe in a Supreme Intelligence?
Speaker does not know.
— Does wife believe in a Supreme Intelligence?
Speaker assumes as much: spiritual intimacies
being between the spirit and the human.
Does speaker believe in a Supreme Intelligence?
Yes. Thank You.
Mama and Baby Moose crossing the highway outside of Saskatoon, Saskatchewan on October 19, 2011.
Photos taken by Grandma Karen. These moose were not hit by cars, thus a happy ending.