The moose have basically taken over large sections of the greenbelt here in Anchorage. The main trails are OK most of the time, but back trails and side trails are dicey. You never know if you're going to come around a corner right smack into a cow or even worse roll between a cow and calf. I've changed my route home to avoid going through any smaller parks for just this reason. After the third time having to slam on the brakes I figured it was worth taking five extra minutes and just forgetting about the shortcut.

They city moose are used to people and not too aggressive as long as you keep your distance. Still, Alces Alces gigas is the dominant animal in this state and will let you know it. I've been charged by many cows, but the charges are short and you're safe as long as you can back away. Running into one is not a good idea. Sled dog teams and mountain bikers sometimes get banged up when they tangle with one. Fatalities are rare, though. They just want you out of there. The worst are the bulls during rut. One chased me after getting angry at someone else's off-leash dogs. He smashed out of the underbrush right behind me, his hackles up. I ran and he stayed right behind me, his antlers in attack mode. I made the wise choice of diving off into a bunch of devil's club and he then trotted past me, wagging his head in victory. I was picking those shards out of me for weeks.