The last few days of our Maine trip are hard to explain. As Jamie and I ate our dinner on the last night, our bodies tired and our minds spent, we decided that it would be very difficult to articulate what we had experienced. On one day, we fished from a boat and had to

I wish I had written this post in June, directly after fishing with my good friends in the Maine woods in May. But having waited so long also presents some benefits beyond sating the procrastination goods. It distills the memories to the most meaningful moments. Well okay, sometimes it’s also just random gobblied-y-gook which rears