- By: Troy Letherman
- Photography by: Greg Thomas
This makes no sort of sense. In fact, referring to it as fishing is a terrible joke, responsible only for the mistaken idea that you’ll actually touch one (a fish) at some indeterminate point in the future. Angling masochism is a bit closer to the mark.
Kelly Galloup lives in Montana's Madison Valley and owns Slide Inn fly shop on the banks of the Madison River.
All kinds of deformities in trout caused by selenium released from the Smoky Canyon Mine. The photo is from Simplot’s research. Same deformities were found in many ripe female brown trout captured in Sage Creek and spawned in a lab situation. Dr. Joseph Skorupa reviewed Simplot’s research and dismissed it as bogus. The link to his peer-reviewed report appears below.
By Max Werner
A few months ago, a fellow Utahan chided me for revealing the names of the rivers I fish. Apparently, he was afraid that people would visit them and further strain the resource. My initial reaction to his reprimand was irritation: Where did he get off telling me what I should say and what I shouldn’t? Didn’t he understand the importance of using the right word or, in this case, the right name when describing a place and the experience of that place? But I also felt like I had made an irreparable mistake, which is of course
the worst kind. I wanted some perspective, so on our early morning, inaugural drive to the Junco River, I shared my mixed feelings with my friend Banjo, who is one of the most sensitive, moral, and level headed people I know.
DENVER –– More than 100 river advocates holding signs and chanting slogans gathered in front of the Environmental Protection Agency building in downtown Denver Thursday to ask federal regulators to protect the Upper Colorado River system from proposed water diversions to the Front Range.