On Monday the Tier II Subsistence Moose Hunt ended. With it went my best excuse to wear camouflage, and my reason for carrying a rifle around the peninsula. The last day of the hunt, unlike many the previous month, featured sunny, mild weather, excellent conditions for roaming the forest.
There’s a reason I refer to the annual opening as the “armed mushroom hunt.” On some hunting days, I may go out without my full pack of gear, but I never go without my mushroom bag. I had particularly good luck on that last day of the hunt; typically, it had nothing to do with moose.

