Articles

In the spring of 1969, I returned to Oregon from a year in Vietnam. My plane landed in Portland just before dawn. A young man on my flight had noti...

From 1967, this article, written by Roderick Haig Brown, was featured in the first issue of long-time magazine Salmon Trout Steelheader. It detail...

An Unconsidered Realm:   Wyoming’s Snake River is known as native cutthroat country.  The watershed, consisting of dozens of tributaries, spring cr...

Four subspecies of Oncorhynchus clarkii in four distinct watersheds. Could we do it in three days? - by Gary Lewis On a rainy afternoon in January...

  Every fall millions of salmon lay billions of eggs, creating a feeding frenzy trout can’t resist.  Using egg flies and beads under an indicator...

  A name is a thing that fits. A thing that suits. Knows no bounds. A name is also a thing that dresses. But sometimes names are just plain wron...

An early addiction “Parents don’t realize what an awesome problem it is to have a kid addicted to fishing,” says Rick Sandoval of Gunnison, Colora...

At college I would tie flies in my dorm room after writing papers on Chaucer and memorizing the lines of Chinese poets. I tied prince nymphs and royal wulffs for my girlfriend to admire; they were easy patterns. It was easy to date her.