I’m not one to tease about physical limitations, or take advantage of someone because of them, but last year I found the perfect moment to capitalize on a friend’s frustrations. We were fishing a river in Idaho, just over the Bitterroot Mountains from Missoula, Montana, and...
I grew up along the Pacific Northwest’s coastal salmon and steelhead streams where it was easy to spot the rookie anglers: These were people who proudly posed for photos with fish that had begun the inevitable freshwater deterioration process, indicated by their dull gray scales,...
You really can’t blame the northern pike for living in Western Montana’s waterways; these fish simply rode in on the helping hands of anglers, decided they liked the scenery, and chose to stay. If this sounds familiar, you may be thinking about our beloved non-native rainbow...
The ups and downs of hunting whitetail in Montana...
Essential flies for every Montana fly box...
A search for solitude, and a consideration of new methods, on one of Montana’s classic fisheries...
Twenty-four hours for steelhead...
Going minimalist, sort of, during winter...
Driving solo from Montana to the Northwest Territories in 48 hours for a truckload of meat might be worth the sacrifice...
As long as the fishing is good, memories can be made in mansions or shacks...