While not exactly the pie of my dreams, that quail sausage came dang close

As part of my studies, I’m rereading some of the books I discovered as a young man who aspired to be some sort of outdoor writer

It’s just another summer making one last flex before it gives way to the GOAT of seasons: fall

By the time we were back in Montana, the girls were older and not so keen on our afternoon walks

Even in modern Montana cities people remain closely connected to the outdoors

July is a guide’s bread and butter, but the hoot owl may end it

I’ve been watching birds, a lot of them

The magnitude of the Texas disaster is hard to comprehend

This wasn’t the first and won’t be the last run at selling off public lands

Mike Lee is a worthy pantomime villain for this One Big Beautiful failure of an idea

There’s a saying among the long-rod tribe that rotator cuff surgery is a sign of a serious fly fisher

A slightly taller margin for error might be useful

It’s a harbinger of bad luck to disturb a barn swallow nest before the hatchlings have left the nest

Catching fish was secondary to being on that water, together, once again

A bald eagle demonstrated why Benjamin Franklin considered the bird a poor choice to represent national virtue