In search of solitude The first time someone mentioned a packraft to me was about three years ago. “A pack what?” I said. Which is the response most fly fishers probably would have. I knew about drift boats, pontoons, canoes, and paddle boards, but I’d never...

Fly fishing through Montana’s Bannack State Park My first cast into Grasshopper Creek was by the Bannack, Montana, jail. Beyond these dank and constricted pens stood the gallows where Sheriff Henry Plummer and his road-agent deputies, “The Innocents,” were hanged in 1864. “Give me a good...

Three writers explore the bond that’s often shaped by time spent on the water Our Common Tributary by Myers Reece Addictions tend to strain relationships, but fishing has worked out pretty well for my family. I understand angling isn’t included as an addiction in medical literature, but to...

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