Summer in Maine (or anywhere in northern New England really). This is the time to look out for moose. Every summer at camp we have one intrepid staff member who comes to camp with the exclusive mission of seeing as many moose as possible in the eight weeks that we are at camp. With the number of moose around where the camp is, one would think that this is not a hard thing to do. In reality, it can be quite the challenge.
Last night was our first night off since staff week began (not that the powers that be really care what I am doing after dinner) so it was the first time that Mike could head out and go moosing. I am not really sure if “moosing” is actually a real word, my spell-check doesn’t like it, but that seems to be the term that everyone uses when looking for moose. Mike is also very particular about his moosing trips and goes out almost every night of camp, sometimes with campers and sometimes just with his family or a couple friends. If other people see moose but not him, that is about the worst. Las year I had about four or five sightings before he had his first….
One of the favorite spots for moosing is about ten minutes up the road from camp on one of the little Maine back-roads. The road runs between some marsh-y land and and a river. Right around dusk and just after dawn are the times to really get out to find some animals so we often leave on moosing excursions after dinner. Up at this location there is even a little place to sit and look out over the fields than can keep you pretty well hidden. It is usually an active spot, many people hang around there or show up there looking for moose.
So last night Mike took off with his family and left me back at camp. I of course got on the phone and managed to swing a pickup to get out on the first night of moosing. We drove around out there for over an hour without any sightings, and right around sunset I decided to make some art and shoot some barn and sunset photos. After a couple more loops around the area, his family was starting to get hungry so we gave up and headed off to town so they could eat (I had eaten at camp).
As we headed towards North Conway we passed the Asst. Director of the camp who was out moosing with some other staff people. Seconds after passing we got a phone call from him, wanted to know if we had seen any moose. Well, you already know the answer to that question. However, by the time we got to the restaurant we got another phone call and they informed us that they had seen three moose right where we were. One right in the middle of the road where I had been shooting sunsets! Twenty minutes! I guess you can’t win ’em all.
With that, the game is now on for the most moose sightings this summer and the best moose photos!