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Voices from the River: Facing change on the home creek
By Mark Taylor “We’re moving.” My parents delivered the news to me and my sister in the spring of 1986, while we were away at college in the Midwest. While it was a little odd to think that I’d never go back to the home I grew up in, I was excited about the new…
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Voices from the River: Spawn ’til you die
By Eric Booton Chrome. Silver. Red gold. All the worthy descriptions of fresh, wild Alaska salmon imply monetary value, and for good reason. Here in Alaska, wild salmon attract tourists from around the world. These trusted fish provide employment for guides, commercial fishermen, processors, chefs, pilots and many others. In the final frontier, salmon, fortunately,…
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Voices from the River: A meal from the wild
Chicken of the woods mushrooms. Photo by the author. By Chris Hunt A little over a year ago, I stood up to my thighs amid a thick run of pink salmon in a remote, rainforest stream on Alaska’s Prince of Wales Island, trying like hell to tempt one of the few early cohos that were…
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Voices from the River: The only thing to do today
by Jenny Weis The only thing that made sense to do on our second marriage anniversary was to go fishing. A voracious lifelong angler, my husband, Sam, introduced me to fly fishing. He supplied me with the rod, reel, and meticulously organized bead box I used today. The net I used to land the rainbows,…
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Voices from the River: More than a medallion
Brooke Harris briefly holds a Yellowstone cutthroat for a picture after she caught is as part of her efforts to complete the Utah Cutthroat Slam. Brian Harris photo. By Brian Harris I recently opened my home mailbox and was pleased to find the beautiful medallion and certificate recognizing my fourth completion of the Utah Cutthroat…
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Voices from the River: Fishing the Stan with Mom
By Sam Davidson Nowadays there is no age limit, apparently, for quarterbacks. Or for fly fishing. Last weekend, my eighty-year-old mother joined legends such as Lefty Kreh and Frank Moore in providing more proof of the latter, as she waded up and down the banks of t he South and Clark forks of the Stanislaus…
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Voices from the River: Idaho mourns its favorite son
“I remain hopeful that I will be able to pass on to my grandchildren all the pleasures of life in an unspoiled West. Perhaps hope should be replaced by a stronger word. It is a matter of obligation.” — Cecil Andrus By Chris Hunt I first met Cecil Andrus in the early 2000s at an…
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