We’d been lifelong friends, and before I became a full-time Maine guide, I worked for him for a while in his Augusta lawn and garden retail store. But I never offered to take him on a professionally guided hunt, because it would have ruined my reputation. I did hunt with him a lot.
And to protect his reputation, I’m not going to tell you his name. Let’s just call him Bigfoot.
Bigfoot hunted through the woods like a raging bull moose. That’s why we usually let him do the walking while we took stands up ahead of him, counting on him to drive the deer our way.