There’s a sign on my door that says, Gone Fishin’. The sign has hung there many times, but this time I had to dust it off first. I haven’t used it for a while.
In another day, I’ll be Montana bound in a pickup camper loaded with three fly rods, a dozen fly boxes, assorted gear and clothing,
In the wake of the Cecil the Lion debacle, you’ve got to wonder about any scientific report that is illustrated with a photo of a smiling young girl squatting beside a lion she presumably killed. If you go to the website for the magazine Science, you can see such a photo above a headline that reads,
Kent Carlson and his son Eric were going canoeing. Ellie, Eric’s mother, had stumbled upon a great deal from a Gunflint Trail outfitter somewhere on the Internet. She emailed me last winter for a local opinion (it was a good deal) and then booked the trip. A 12-year-old boy from Chicago was
In the outdoor world, we like to think the places we love are sacred; the Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness comes to mind. The only problem is nothing is sacred in American politics these days. This year, the Republican majority in Congress set in motion an effort to give away America’s national
By Shawn Perich
Paradise Valley is aptly named. Flowing north from Yellowstone National Park, the Yellowstone River runs strong and cold through a broad valley dividing the Absaroka and Gallatin mountains. Elk and grizzly bears roam the high country. Three species of trout dwell in the river, including
By Shawn Perich
Sometimes a simple question is hard to answer. The other night, during a telephone interview with the Ticket Outdoors on Twin Cities radio station WGVX The Ticket 105, I was asked to name my favorite fish.
“It’s the brook trout, right?” one of the Ticket hosts said. “If you only