Meet the Bureau of Land Management

The Bureau of Land Management, or BLM, manages more public land – 245 million acres – than any other land management agency, the vast majority of which is located in 12 western states and Alaska. And that’s just the surface lands; the agency manages an additional 700 million acres of subsurface minerals like oil and gas that underlie not only public lands

Two 20-something women put their heads together to protect the Tongass

If you’ve followed along with Trout Unlimited’s campaigns in Alaska over the past few months, you know that from Pebble Mine advancements to Roadless Rule rollbacks, incredible places like Bristol Bay and the Tongass National Forest are at great risk.   In response to the increased need for capacity on these TU campaigns, the Alaska program brought me and Kayla Roys on

Millions of stream miles risk losing protection

EPA and the Army Corps of Engineers aim to cut protections for millions of stream miles across the United States  Final “repeal” rule leaves important drinking water sources and habitat at dire risk of being unprotected from pollution, and opens the door for the expected “replacement” rule later this year which will be even worse for streams

The Amazon forest isn’t the only one in peril

Editor’s note: This first appeared in the Los Angeles Times. By Mike Dombeck and Chris Wood In the faraway Amazon, politics and commercial exploitation are fueling fires that threaten the world’s largest tropical rainforest. Closer to home, in Alaska, the Tongass National Forest, which represents the largest intact temperate rainforest, is facing a serious threat

September is #publiclandsmonth

An angler in the George Washington National Forest By Corey Fisher Trout Unlimited is devoting the month of September to celebrating public lands and the agencies dedicated to upholding America’s public land heritage. It’s no coincidence that National Hunting and Fishing Day and National Public Lands Day are both during September — the month is

The mouse-muncher

I can feel myself shaking but for some reason I still hold my hand out for visual verification.  The sort of tremble a fish hasn’t left with since putting a rooster fish in the net or landing my first steelhead. My adrenaline is spiked and the only way my grin could be any bigger is if I’d brought the fish to hand, but that’s of surprisingly