Dirty Business of Fly Names
Pattern developers have learned a new fly, no matter how well it fishes, needs a clever name
Pattern developers have learned a new fly, no matter how well it fishes, needs a clever name
It is February, or just about. That means the skwala hatch is barely a month away.
If there were quail in Dillon I doubt they would have survived the night, much less winter
Wolf restoration in the Northern Rockies has been an unqualified success. But wolf management? Not so much.
I usually fall short of my New Year’s resolutions despite making them in print
If you wanted to give ammo as a gift, you needed to order it a month ago
I hope I’m wrong, but I worry that Montana pride about access might have diminished
There are an estimated 300 wolverines left in the southern extent of the animal’s range
The dog and I had the day before Thanksgiving off, so we went hunting
Montana’s rifle season might be the greatest public land, general hunting season in the known universe.
I have a few people scattered out across some of the places I hunt, but the truth is I prefer to hunt alone, just me and the dog
Scientific American did a good job dispensing with the “Man the Hunter” nonsense
Birthing any cub at 27, for a species that rarely makes it to its 30s, is remarkable
My problem isn’t so much that I’m a lousy shot, but that I forget my best shooting comes when I take my time
It’s little surprise the biggest canyon in the United States is also an irresistible key disposal site