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Voices from the River: Resolved
Resolutions in January are dumb. I really can't get into making any sort of rule for myself when there's only seven hours of daylight and simply getting the newspaper feels like an expedition across the arctic tundra. Leniency. Naps. Snacks. S weat pants. These are things I can get on board with in January. But…
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Voices from the River: Gifts
Fishing is, at its heart, a solitary exercise. Just you and a rod and your line a simple connection to a watery world. Don’t get me wrong. Fishing is a great activity to do with family and friends. Some of my best memories are of fishing for snook on the Gulf Coast of Florida with…
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Voices from the River: Count on the sandwiches
By Jenny Weis A good peanut butter and jelly sandwich should ooze a little when you squish it. It needs quality ingredients and, this part is often overlooked, equal parts PB to J that both go all the way to the edge of the bread, goshdarnit. I am not personally opposed to the addition of other…
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Voices from the River: An autumn break
By Mark Taylor As the sun dipped toward the western horizon on a relatively mild early January evening, I sat in what had become a pretty familiar position over the previous few weeks. In a tree. These were the waning days of deer season and I was doing my best to tag a whitetail. Here…
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Voices from the River: The forgotten fishing trip
Terry Prettyman enjoys lunch while sitting by the Logan River on a beautiful fall day in Logan Canyon. Brett Prettyman/Trout Unlimited By Brett Prettyman It was a fishing trip I will never forget. My dad, on the other hand, had forgotten we caught fish by the time we got home. I won’t forget for many…
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Voices from the River: Don't wake me up
By Toner Mitchell Though it’s only been two years, it feels like forever since New Mexico had a winter. Throughout the last one (2017/2018), during which we sported short sleeves in February and fished dry flies in March, the peaks called to mind Hereford cows, mostly brown with white blotches here and there. After 16 years of restoring the wetlands of Comanche Creek, we wrung our hands – and at…
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Voices from the River: Now I begin
The California coastal stream where the author tried to begin again. By Sam DavidsonThe photos didn’t do justice to the fish. I had been waiting patiently for word from the Steelhead Whisperer, who had spent most of the day on his favorite winter water on the central California coast. But for hours all I heard…
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