In the annals of colorful sailors, the late Lou Holladay of Boothbay ranks right up there with the saltiest of them. During his long life, he was an ocean sailor, chemical engineer, yacht-design consultant, bridge player, and competitive tennis player, and then he ran a small charter outfit.
“Up to camp” is a sacred concept. When you go, you pack the good stuff (fishing tackle and beer) in, and leave the bad stuff (pretty much everything else) behind.
When the last of the glaciers left by the ice age finally disappeared more than 10,000 years ago, they cleared the way for two evolutionary wonders of the animal kingdom: landlocked salmon and arctic char.
Brook trout measured in pounds rather than inches are not uncommon in the Rangeley Lakes Region of western Maine, but there is one fish that stands out above all the rest. He is called White Nose Pete, although some refer to this piscatorial desperado as Pin Cushion Pete.
