By Scott Willoughby I’ve never really been what the gang over on Santa Claus Lane might describe as “Christmas-y.” But I’ve always thought I’d make a decent pagan. Never having formally studied paganism, I’m not entirely sure why, although I do enjoy hanging out in the woods quite a bit, especially over a good Yule
A brown trout caught during an electroshocking fish survey on the Big Cimarron River in Colorado. Trout Unlimited photo. By Cary Denison The Big Cimarron River shouldn’t go dry. This may seem like an obvious declaration about any trout stream. But the truth is, here in Colorado’s Gunnison Basin, and many other places in the
December 6, 2018 FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE Contact: Corey Fisher, cfisher@tu.org, (406) 546-2979 Steve Moyer, smoyer@tu.org, (703) 284-9406 Trout Unlimited praises legislation to address abandoned mine cleanups Bill would enable Good Sam cleanups and tackle water quality issues across the West (Dec. 6, 2018) WASHINGTON D.C. A bill that would help address the chronic problem of
by Chris Hunt | December 4, 2018 | Community
Mike Sepelak fishes the Redington Butter Stick on a remote trout stream in Idaho. Over the course of the last several months, TU staffers and volunteers have taken new fly-fishing and outdoors products into the fiel d to test them against the fish and the elements that make our craft so special. Now, after having
By Shauna Stephenson Before Lolo there was Olly the redtail hawk. And before Olly, FedEx brought me a box of rats, frozen, labeled and neatly arranged in Ziplock baggies, ready to be stacked alongside the Otter Pops and frozen peas. “If you’re going to be a falconer, you’re going to have to be ok with
By Scott Willoughby An enlightened sage once suggested that those who choose not to find joy in snow will have much less joy in life. But still the same amount of snow. Said savant was undoubtedly a skier. And a trout fisher. I honestly don’t recall which I learned to do first, ski or fish.
By Toner Mitchell I spent Halloween this year in the company of ghosts. They weren’t the bed-sheet kind, but the long-gone n ative residents of Frijoles Canyon, in the Bandelier National Monument on New Mexico’s Pajarito Plateau. Established around 1150 AD by ancestral Puebloans fleeing drought and social strife in the Four Corners region, Bandelier