Seem to have been running into a lot of stories lately about the wilds of Maine, and its feral folk. I can appreciate that, years ago we took a vacation through that neck of the woods. Maine coast was lovely, and we decided to head back through the interior of Maine just to see what there was to see. Walls of pine was what there was. As a Western girl, I prefer forests that are a little less crowded, I think. But it made me […]
Come On, Guys, Bear Just Being a Bear.
The Poacher's Son by Paul Doiron
