Most of the folks that I get to spend time with outdoors are a pleasure to be around and sometimes we are like old friends after only minutes. The couple I took on the lower Saint George Saturday were an absolute delight. The stripers did not cooperate at all but we were successful in capturing mackerel and watched lobstermen haul their gear up close. They were very interested in this world so different from the center of the country where they live.
As a working guide, someone who has appreciated wildlife all of his life and bought hunting and fishing licenses since he was old enough. I am troubled by two debates that are about to happen. Both of them surround licenses for hunting and fishing. One is a fee increase for hunting and fishing licenses (article in the Portland Press Herald) and the second is requiring a license to fish in salt water.
Yesterday was the most perfect fall day that I can remember. Except for a breeze in the morning it was clear and cool. I noticed that there was not a cloud in the sky anywhere on the horizon. I took my clients to the top of Clary Hill to take in the view and the White Mountains were clearly visible in the distance as well as Mount Blue and the group around Sugarloaf, all of them standing out bright white against a perfect blue sky. The snow of early this week showing very plainly at the higher elevations.
