Outdoors in Maine

  • Reflections at Thanksgiving

    For family reasons, my deer hunt had to end earlier than usual. An incorrigible deer hunter, my quest for a Maine whitetail generally drags on until the last gun is fired: a clear-the-barrel shot from a .45-caliber muzzleloader on the last day of the black powder season in December. No matter. My deer hunt started

  • The Texas example

    Recently, in a sweeping, breathtakingly cavalier — if not bizarre — editorial, the Bangor Daily News called for the Maine State Legislature to “eliminate once and for all” the practice of trapping bears or hunting them with hounds. Apparently the newspaper was moved to take its bold position by an announcement made this fall by

  • Ethanol: Hard on New England

    A recent study revealed that New England’s use of ethanol gas is creating a major transfer of wealth to the corn-growing Midwest. The report showed that New England drivers during the past decade spent $5.6 billion needlessly in additional fuel costs due to ethanol-based gas. Additionally, it is doing nothing to help the environment and

  • Deer Diaries

    What would you say is one of the traits you most admire or appreciate in your fellow man? For me, this is an easy question. A person who truly, genuinely does not take himself too seriously, a person who can laugh at himself and his own foibles or shortcomings is as rare as he is

  • The mulie story

    In the small northwestern Colorado town of Maybell, the morning came on with low-lying dark clouds, rain and fog. For cow elk hunters, including Diane and myself, the nasty weather was a welcome respite from a week of too much sun and too much heat, even up high in the magnificent Danforth Hills. After a

  • Hermits to the woods

    Hermits to the woods

    In re-reading “The Maine Woods” by Henry David Thoreau, I got to thinking about hermits. They fascinate me. Let’s face it, there is not a Maine outdoorsman worth his salt who hasn’t at least entertained a fantasy about pulling the societal plug and really getting off the grid. It’s one thing to lose yourself in

  • Trouble on the mountain

    Editor’s note: The author is somewhere in the mountains of western Colorado, far from computers and the Internet. This week’s column is an excerpted chapter from his book “Backtrack.” Adam Moore guided his quarter horse down the narrow, rocky trail. It was almost lunchtime. A soft October breeze stirred the golden aspen leaves. Beyond the

  • The fruits of democracy

    A sage once offered this definition of democracy: “Democracy is like a raft. It never sinks, but damn it, your feet are always in the water.” This cynical tidbit comes to mind if you sift through all of the proposed Maine legislative bills that wound up in the ONTP trash bag. (ONTP is an Augusta

  • Grouse Days

    Ahhh, October. Frosty mornings and flaming foliage. Grouse days are upon us. In Maine, next to whitetail deer, there is no other game species that draws as much attention in autumn from hunters, residents and nonresidents alike. Deservedly. Can you think of any other game bird that so challenges a gun dog and a shooter?

  • Deer trapping

    One of the more important jobs performed by Maine’s deer research leader, Kyle Ravanna, in concert with state regional wildlife biologists, is the annual estimate of winter deer losses. Deer mortality may take place the wintering deer yards and elsewhere in early spring as undernourished whitetails disburse in search of new forage. If the deer