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BIRDS, BEETLES, AND THE TRUTHS OF SUCCESS In an age where social media wants you to believe the other guy’s life is rich and easy, two industry gia...

The only sound that disturbed the silence and gently broke our focused concentration was the ever-so-slight rush of water past the fiberglass hull ...

It is nearly thirty-five years since my first trip to the MacKenzie, yet so vividly etched in memory are the recollections of that far away weeken...

Greg Madrigal has always been a hands-on guy. Reared in Nampa, Idaho, shop work was part of his upbringing.  “Above all else, I consider myself a...

  Since 2009, I have taught a course on fly fishing at Hiram College in Ohio that has involved over a 125 students, hundreds of essays, nail knots,...

The brook trout was revived enough for Adam to loosen his grip, and the trout drifted slowly to a resting spot behind a rock a few feet from Adam....

Syd’s most famous fishing fly, the Orange Heron first fished in 1959. This photograph dates to 1977. How revolutionary Washingtonian Syd Glasso ...

  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. 

Cameron Scott Thicker than ticks on a dog is an expression I first heard at the local post office while talking with someone about smallmouth on th...