I presented to a class at the University of Maine last Monday and along with the list of things that I wanted them to know I urged them to learn how to learn. This year provided lots of great memories 
including a late summer stretch that had me guide a few of my clients that have been with me since I started. My son Noah passed his guides test last winter and is now a Registered Maine Guide.
The dogs are the stars of my fall. Working every day finding grouse and woodcock. The clients and I walk 8 to 10 miles each day but the dogs cover twice that. Their work makes the hunt entertaining and 
productive. As you might expect they lose weight and are very tired by the end of the season when we return from Libby Camps the drill is for them to eat like there is no tomorrow and sleep.
As I drove to Augusta Tuesday morning planning to attend an all-day meeting, the weather was balmy with not a breath of wind. I went into the first session and talking with a friend about what a nice day it 
would be to go fishing. When the session ended he looked at me and said “you are going fishing aren’t you?” My answer was not spoken rather an action.
