Colby Smith peered through thick early-morning fog atop a rocky knoll in the Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness and grunted like a bull moose.
"It was probably the worst moose call I've heard in my life," said Smith, 39, of Corcoran.
But something grunted back.
"I grunted again, and something stood up -- it sounded like a car rolling over in a ditch. I thought, 'Oh my god,' and my legs started shaking. I couldn't see anything, but I knew it was a moose," said Smith, who was on a once-in-a-lifetime moose hunt in northeastern Minnesota on Sept. 29 with his brother and brother-in-law.
Then the woods went silent, so Smith called again.
"He raked the brush, grunting and stumping, and started coming my way," he said. "Oh, my gosh, you could hear the brush clicking on his antlers."
Smith shifted 10 feet closer to the ridge where the still unseen moose was approaching, and made more grunting sounds.
"All of a sudden he walked out of the fog, swaying his antlers aggressively. It was an unbelievable scene -- just like the movies. He stopped about 110 yards out, broadside. I had to tell myself to calm down or I would miss."