Photo: U.S. Forest Service Drilling in Nevada’s Ruby Mountains? Momentum builds to keep it like it is. Sometimes referred to as the “Nevada Alps”, the Ruby Mountains are what most mountain ranges want to be when they grow up. Rugged peaks jut nearly a mile into the sky from the valley floor, with Ruby Dome
Photo from “Chasing Wild” the new film featuring the Alaska-B.C. transboundary mining issue. Click here to watch the film! By: Erin Heist This time of year in Southeast Alaska the weeks are full of harvesting, processing, exploring, fishing and basking in the lush (unseasonably dry and warm!), summer beauty as we prepare for the winter
By Nick Walrath I was standing next to my truck, reluctantly taking off my waders after a great fall fishing outing on Seedskadee National Wildlife Refuge. I had been fishing with my great friend and Seedskadee refuge manager, Tom Koerner. The almost famous joking tag line from Tom was still ringing in my head. “Glad
The underappreciated mountain whitefish. Photo by Chris Hunt. By Eric Booton With a trip to Montana on the books for a wedding, I immediately began penciling out how I could optimize my time with the groom, my family and seek out new finned friends in some remarkable rivers with my wife. The famed waters of
Recognizing Trout Unlimited’s amazing chapters, volunteers and partners is one of the most important parts of our organization’s annual meeting. This year in Redding, California, two chapters, five volunteers and four partners were singled out for their contributions to Trout Unlimited efforts across the nation. TU’s national conservation awards have been a part of our
By Chris Wood Roberta and Curtis Cole are members of the board of the Shasta-Trinity-Cascades Chapter. Like dozens of others, they volunteered at the Trout Unlimited annual meeting in Redding this past weekend. The Coles are like many other members of their chapter—excep t, their house burned to the ground in the Carr Fire. Their
By Sam Davidson A few years back I saw a post on one of my social media feeds from a guy I know named Gabe. It was an image of a letter he had written to his mother from Salmon, Idaho, when he was a kid. This short note to a distant mom—with affection appended
