So I just got back a few days ago from the annual hunting trip I do every year back home in the Northern Maine woods. And at this time of year there’s no other place I’d rather be.

We went to our hunting camp this year which is not too far from town (in good ol’ T2 R7 to be exact) and stayed for 3 nights. The weather was unseasonably warm, the 2 days since I’ve been home have been even warmer! Thursday was a beautiful day but no birds to be seen until late and we missed the ones we did see. Friday was overcast and got hazy toward the end of the day, raining pretty hard that night. We saw 8 birds and I shot 3. We saw a lot of game Friday, 3 deer, 2 moose, some rabbits, and the partridge of course. This was all just driving around the familiar area surrounding camp, along the Huber road and Sherman lumber company Road around Staceyville, Soldiertown, and Grindstone. Saturday, Clay and I went to the Scraggly Lake Preserve out past Patton in Aroostook County about an hour and a half north by highway. And even though it was an awesome sunny day and we were happy to see so much untouched, uncut land, we didn’t see any wildlife at all. It was Junior day and there was quite a bit of traffic.

Camp is always a little surreal when I stay there, especially since I only do it once a year or so. Portland is pretty tame again as cities go but it’s amazing just how much noise we get used to, and how far away the stars seem here under the streetlights. Its dead silent. And dark as you’d imagine a black hole to be or something. It’s pretty different when your not used to it. Stubbed toes and acute awareness of my ringing ears, the price I pay for some piece of mind. Seems my system isn’t used to the moldy old camp anymore either, I felt sick all weekend. I still don’t feel right. I’ve gotten by for the past 33 years without any discernible allergies, now, like my mother, I think mine are starting to arrive later on in life. My new health plan and an allergist will be teaming up to solve this mystery soon, more to come.

All in all good times. We ate like kings, thanks to my dad and master chef Ryan cooking for us all weekend! I got to bag a few birds and get out of dodge for a while, much needed.

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