Makes sense. I needed I-95 to get north. You have land in the backcountry?
Just my cabin in the mountains, on a small ½ac lot bordered by a pond a stream on the back of the lot, overlooking a 3714' mountain (one of the tallest in that area).
I've got 180ac of heavily forested land in southern Maine that I purchased about 20 years ago and have been thinking about developing, great location 10 minutes from town with Walmart, Home Depot and Lowes + much more, 30 minutes from PWM jetport. I may develop it just to have something exciting to do as I inevitably fade into the sunset. There could be 10-15 years of activity and collecting big fat checks every so often if I go that route. The idea intrigues me, I've been on hiatus way too long.
My mom's side of the family has about 2500ac last I knew in central Maine. Incredible hunting and fishing there with a low population density.
Wow I'd say you got some land. 2,500 acres that's a few miles worth. Lots of time to take your gun on a hike for sure. Have you had any successful moose hunts up there?
My cousins have the 2500acres, mostly accumulated by my grandfather. He had apple orchards and did a lot of logging, was in WW1. The call it "God's Country". Beautiful area but the black fire are terrible, got to have fly dope. However, the fish eat very well!
My last moose hunt was in 2003, I ended up in the northwest corner of the Allagash near the East branch of the Penobscot River. It was a warm week, the bulls weren't really in rut yet. I saw lots of females but I had a bulls only permit. I saw one medium sized bull and got a shot off as he disappeared behind the trees. We did not find blood, nor him. On the late afternoon of the last day of my permit we stopped at a pond to take a break and check out the view. About 500. yards away the was a trophy bull moose out on a sandbar munching on underwater grasses and my friend starts jumping up and down "shoot him!! shoot him!!". I sighted him in but I was set up for 100yd shots, would have been total guesstimationtrying to hit him at 500yds ... all I could picture is maiming him and he would run off into the woods/darkness and die a painful death . There was maybe ¾ of an hour of light left, no way but swimming to get to him if I did drop him ... so I decided this was just not meant to be and put the rifle down. I proceeded to sit there and enjoy watching that magnificent beast in the red hue of sunset. It was an incredible sight. I came home with nothing but a couple of rabbits ... and an official moose hunt hat.