A pesky little conjunction left me wondering if the conservation community will ever come together with a united front

We didn’t catch fish in the usual places

Keeping our rivers open to the public

A dry-fly devotee peers beneath the surface

Rivers usually round into shape by the end of the month

The Elk Hunter and I headed up into the mountains last weekend

A log blocking the river one day and gone the next isn’t unusual this time of year

Not every watchable wildlife moment is such a cheery one

We never told our parents about our adventures of course

Gathering up the calf was no doubt a dopey decision

With the kids off to college and me having resumed the bachelor’s life, I get to fish pretty much when I want

You’ve probably seen these mid-sized hawks if you spend time roaming around the marshes and grasslands the birds prefer

When I was a boy I loved going fishing with my Dad

For recovering guides such as myself or any other Average Joe that just wants to get out and fish, the increased presence of guides might be annoying

Saving a little room for Jonkel’s great bears is something worth doing