By V. Paul Reynolds

For many Maine moose hunters lucky enough to get drawn, a moose permit is a once-in-a-lifetime affair. Such was the case with my middle-aged friend Greg Goodman, who has been trying for that permit since he was a young man. Knowing that I had had some experience in the moose woods ( and perhaps that I owned a big tent and a chainsaw winch), Greg invited me along as his subpermittee.