Wanted: Wild Man for North Woods Adventure

 I have dated several men in Maine: A young Senegalese who said he loved the gap between my teeth.  He took me for barbecues at his friend's house on Munjoy Hill.. The lawyer was in his 50s, and he took me to eat at places with half off specials.  My Turkish/Muslim lover might have been married or not allowed to see Christian women, so that affair didn't go very far. Then, my landlady's handyman promised to take me ice fishing, but I didn't answer his call for fear our date would not go well and I would have to explain myself to my landlady who speaks very highly of "her Ziggy."

While I don't mind doing things on my own, like taking the ferry to Peaks Island, or drinking beer at the pubs, or going to the movies, or eating out at restaurants, I dream of going on a true wilderness adventure with a wild Mainer I can almost fall in love with.

I remember traveling to Kamchatka in Russia and swimming in the hot springs of its mountains. I remember the Canadian hunter who told me stories about hunting moose in its wild lands. And, I remember the mushrooms my hostess spoke about the pleasures of digging up on her weekends off.  I love the wilderness and I love people who know about its fierceness and wildness.

So far, the men I've met here are city dwellers, somewhat sophisticated and too detached from the land.  But, Maine is so much more than its small towns and cities.  Really, it more of a wild frontier; that's what lured me here, especially the North Woods. I once read that this is a land of just trees and wild rivers, 3.5 million acres of bears, moose, birds, fish, hunters, canoiests and timber company loggers.  It is the way the world once looked, no lifeguards.  You have to take a boat out there.  These are the only qualifications for my wild man; that he know this land and acquaint me with it. That would be my ultimate Maine adventure.Memoir, "The Continent of Ruby," available at: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00TT5DDWO