Native: Ontario brook trout

Above: Native brook trout from the northwest Ontario interior. Photo courtesty of Paul Smith. Below: The author holds a brook trout from Argentina’s Corcovado River. When those of us here in the lower 48 think of brook trout, we might think of boulder-hopping in a secret Appalachian canyon that has managed for more than two

C2 Cattle Ranch steps up to save salmon, steelhead in Oregon’s Salt Creek

Krumweide point-of-diversion, Salt Creek, Rogue River watershed, Oregon. Photo Brian Barr/RRWC By Chrysten Lambert Southern Oregon is an angler’s paradise. Here, we are blessed with multiple species of game fish—native redband trout, steelhead and salmon primary among them. As in many other parts of the West, many of these species—particularly those that require cold water

TU Business Spotlight: Thin Air Anglers

It’s been a rough spring for a lot of fly anglers in the interior West. It was winter until not very long ago, and now that epic snowpack is melting. The meadows at our home place are under anywhere from a few inches to several feet of water. All the places we like to fish

Voices from the River: Cutthroat Country

A Bear River cutthroat landed at Bear Lake in Utah. Courtesy Paul Thompson/Utah DWR. By Brett Prettyman As a kid my boundaries were marked by street names. Pinehill Drive. Arrowhead Lane. Vine Street. State Street. The borders eventually expanded to counties, forests, states and countries. While driving over a mountain pass recently I realized at

Native Odyssey: Trout among fire

Editor’s Note: Five students from the TU Costa 5 Rivers Outreach Program have embarked on a once-in a-lifetime journey in pursuit of 16 native trout species, all on public lands. With support from the U.S. Forest Service, Costa Sunglasses, Simms Fishing Products, Fishpond and Post Fly Box, these students will tell the stories of our

Voices from the River: No pain, no gain

By Chris Hunt The thermometer on my dash read a cold 33 degrees. The calendar claimed it was June 13. Sadly, both were accurate. Welcome to Yellowstone. As I topped Craig Pass heading north, snowbanks still lined the Grand Loop Road, and more was falling. My wiper blades could keep the the white stuff off