- By: John Gierach
- Illustrations by: Bob White
I went fishing a few days after my mother died, and not long before her funeral. This was after I asked my sister if she needed me for anything and she told me, no, everything was being taken care of. The subtext here is that I’m not the one in the family anyone would trust with such important arrangements.
- By: Greg Thomas
I’m not into numbers as a way to describe the quality of a fishing trip. If I were, half my life has been wasted on Pacific Northwest steelhead, where a tally of one a day, especially during the cold and rainy winter season, is about as good as anyone can hope for.
- By: Zach Matthews
The pr people had a tough task ahead of them. Their bosses—an international multi-billion-dollar syndicate, headed up by a Canadian mining company called Northern Dynasty Minerals—wanted to start digging on a new project.
- By: Crai Bower
Thirty-seven volcanoes rise from the Guatemalan landscape. During an average three days of angling out of Guatemala’s Casa Vieja lodge, in Puerto San José, a guest might expect to raise twice that number of sailfish. To be clear, the fishing isn’t always that good; sometimes it’s better. Much better.
- By: Dave Sherwood
Bristol Bay River Academy
An Alaskan fishing academy could be a model for all angling communities.