We rounded a corner and spotted the moose maybe 30-40 yards away. The moose turned to face us and took a few steps in our direction. Dunno if he was responding to proximity, our umbrellas, or the fact that I just had a disc kick off a tree in his direction. Anyway, he did not look like a happy moose.
Niece who lives in Anchorage and is an experienced hiker suggested giving the moose a wide berth. Unfortunately he was standing at a choke point (holes 6 or 7, maybe?) so we could not figure out a good way to continue playing.
The funny thing is that we kept trying to warn joggers about the moose and their attitude was "Eh, whatever."