Fishing mountain lakes As passionate as we claim to be, many fly anglers reach a time in our lives when that excitement wanes, and we yearn for a higher level of challenge and adventure. Some turn to the fierce steelhead of the Pacific Northwest, some fly...
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...
As angler numbers increase, is grace the answer? It's early morning on Idaho’s Silver Creek. The water is calm, the fly anglers are calm. There is a symphony taking place between insect and trout, between trout and angler, and between angler and angler. It’s music played...
For millennia, flowing water has been a powerful metaphor in mythology, religion, and art, explaining our precarious passage down the river of life. And when once-sparkling trout streams slowly, warmly, and mysteriously slip into the earth — only to upwell transformed — perhaps they symbolize...
An adventure-loving couple combines biking and fishing One could consider Russ Roca and Laura crawford gurus of simple living and the Zen of bike packing. Living in a tiny three-room apartment in Missoula, Montana, they own one car and cell phone between them, and get around...
A trail re-route to save a species [caption id="attachment_13415" align="alignright" width="300"] The 1,200-mile Pacific Northwest Trail, that stretches from Glacier National Park to the Pacific Ocean, has the potential to put the diminishing Yaak grizzly population at risk.[/caption] Last year was the 50th anniversary of the National...
With the hearty selection of world-class ski resorts in the Northern Rockies comes a hearty selection of high-alpine dining options, from a backcountry yurt, to sleigh ride- and lift-accessed fine dining. Here are some to try: Big Sky, Montana Everett’s 8800: The new eight-person Ramcharger lift delivers...
AS SOON AS SHE'S OFF HER LEASH, Milly Bird the dog darts into the tall grass prairie, a white and black streak against the muted umbers of Montana’s late-August grasses. A blur, until she stops and stands still but for a slight quivering. Her tail...
The ambulance howls at the window, the third one today. I tell myself to keep writing, but my focus is like an oiled piglet. I contemplate lunch again. Umami brine pho? Confit turkey club sandwich? Lengua tacos with sharp, raw onions and flame-ass chiles? Meal...