Sam Weis, the author’s late husband. By Jenny Weis My late husband had the fishing bug. He grew up fishing musky, walleye and panfish in the lakes of northern Wisconsin with his dad and grandpa. He eventually expanded his waters to Lake Superior, the Gulf of Mexico, and the driftless region of Wisconsin, picking up
Save the Date: Tuesday, October 16, for the 2018 Driftless Projects Tour. We’ll spend a lovely autumn day on a comfortable charter bus touring a major multiyear Driftless Watershed project and a smaller stream with some unique characteristics. If you’ve fished the last day of trout season October 15 (except in Iowa), you can ease
Editor’s note: The following was inspired by the “A dog’s life” blog post last week. I have a black lab named Charlie and she is a great hunting and fishing dog. Charlie comes from great retrieving stock and I worked hard on a daily basis to teach her the game. She was about two when
Just a few years ago, and while still in my 30s, I was required to have both of my hips replaced as the result of arthritis and overuse. My ankles, unfortunately, are in about the same shape as my hips. Rolled ankles, sprains and softball sized swelling are maladies with which I’ve become all too
Dear Reader, On behalf of Trout Unlimited’s 300,000 members and supporters, 220 professional staff, and our trustees and grassroots leaders, we want to share with you the 2017 Trout Unlimited annual report. We realize that annual reports are essentially ritualized bragging, and should be generally read as such. Please consider these numbers, however, before you
One of our first rainbows in Alaska. I now find it hilarious we took a picture of this teeny little buddy. By Jenny Weis “I forgot people even target fish that small,” a veteran Alaskan guide quipped while paging through an intro level fly fishing instruction book with a photo of a colorful but small,
By Chris Wood Last week, I had an hour between meetings in Carmel, California, so I called Tim Frahm, who directs our CA coastal steelhead work. He invited me to look at a project that Christy Fischer, his spouse, and he had worked on. Over chicken sandwiches they told me a riveting story about how
