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Voices from the River: Riding the storm out
By Mark Taylor Everyone goes through slumps.
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Voices from the River: Welcome to airplane mode
Phones have rooted themselves into our daily lives, and cell phone coverage and cell phone towers have blanketed the nation with the goal of providing cell phone service to the bottom of every canyon and the top of every peak. Verizon’s near decade long “Can you hear me now?” advertising campaign says it all. Yes,…
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Voices from the river: Remembering John McCain
By Sam Davidson A man I and many others considered a great American passed away last Saturday: Senator John McCain of Arizona. I was in the mountains over the weekend, with no cell service, so I didn’t learn of his death until Monday morning. I was surprisingly moved by the news. I felt like we…
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Voices from the River: Ancient people – ancient fish
Jerrad Goodell, an aquatic biologist with the Bureau of Land Management’s Green River office, releases native Colorado River cutthroat trout into Range Creek with a formation known as Locomotive Rock in the background. Brett Prettyman/Trout Unlimited By Brett Prettyman https://youtu.be/anZmezolJuw The ancient rock art, ruins and even corn cobs – with corn still on them…
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Voices from the River: Regulations as conservation
A recent proposal to do away with regulations on the San Juan could have impacted the fishery and the experience for anglers. Thankfully, the proposal to drop the regulations was rescinded. Trout Unlimited photo. By Toner Mitchell A rumor recently surfaced that the New Mexico Game and Fish Department was planning to eliminate two heavily…
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Voices from the River: TU internship fuels public lands appreciation
The author shows off a bright steelhead pulled from a Great Lakes tributary. By Chad Tokowicz Fly fishing is more than a hobby. The sport has allowed me to develop a closer relationship with the various places I have called home. Fly fishing helps me align with the rhythm of the natural world, providing a…
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Voices from the River: Tube-spotting
By Eric Booton I choose to wander through airports like a dazed drone, focusing on nothing but my destination and the gate that will get me there. I ignore most everyone. Not to be rude, I’m just not fully enthused to be killing time in such a mundane enclosure. The rows of bench seating occupied…
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