The curtain time of the year, that's how the writer Timothy Egan describes it. Each day I see another subtle, small change signaling the...

Sometimes, it pays to wait. I used to elk hunt with a guy named Vern. Vern has gotten older now and he doesn't hunt the unforgiving rough...

I haven't been fishing a lot lately and there's noting I love more than fishing, unless maybe it's elk hunting. I'm always torn during...

A guy walks into a fly shop carrying an umbrella and asks, "Has anyone been looking for this?" Guy behind the counter looks up and...

My friend Henning and I fished a lot together that year; the year before he ran off to California and started raising a family. One of...

There's nothing more redneck than coon hunting, except; possibly, possum hunting and I've done both. I was raised in rural Appalachia,...

I had an old aluminum driftboat that I bought from a friend for 50 bucks, after her neighbors moved out and abandoned it in her yard. My...

Late evening smells of creosote, sage, and rain, mixed with the aroma of roasted chiles and ripe peaches. Lengthening afternoon shadows...

Just one more cast. I can't tell you how many times I've said it. Sometimes it's because the fishing is just too good to leave and you...

It all starts with the rain; that's how it starts. One day it's blazing hot summer and then sometime around the first or second week of...