Classic Story: Patience Pays Off in Alaska


The huge rainbows that Alaska is famous for are not always easy to catch.
All photos by Jeremy Kehrein

In early July 1995, I was guiding two of my favorite clients of all time—a father-and-son team from Annapolis, Maryland—on the Copper River, which drains into Alaska’s Lake Iliamna. Tom and. . .

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“Trout Eyes,” by William G. Tapply


Sometimes, seeing is believing.
Photo by Sandy Hays

The Bull Shoals dam was holding back water, and the White River was running low and slow and clear. Local trout maestro Wayne Reed had led John Barr and me through some woods to a . . .

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Classic Essay: Fly Fishing, Mindfulness, and the Art of Letting Go

Fly fishing and mindfulness practice can go hand-in-hand, allowing you to experience the moment completely.
All photos by Bob Zingaro
In 1855, physician and avid fly fisherman James A. Henshall, MD, said, “Fly fisherman are usually brain workers in society. Along the banks of purling streams, they have ever been found, . . .

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Photos: A Fish Every Month for 5 Years

You know you have a fishing problem when you schedule a knee surgery around your fishing schedule! I’ve been trying to see how long I can go catching at least one fish a month. When I tore my meniscus earlier this year I postponed the surgery . . .

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Podcast: Creeped Out in Lordville

This week, I had a couple guests lined up, but we had to reschedule. Since I have not done a new podcast in a few weeks because of my travel schedule, I decided to tell a story. It’s from a magazine piece I did a number of years ago for the now-defunct . . .

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“Porcupine Brook,” by William G. Tapply


Finding a wild-brook-trout stream by accident is the best part about wandering through the woods.
Photo by Phil Monahan

I happened upon Porcupine Brook while exploring some promising woodcock cover last October. Burt, my Brittany, had wandered off, as he often does, and when I could no longer hear his bell. . .

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Story and Photos: A Four Corners Fly-Fishing Extravaganza

We launched our journey from scalding hot valley of Phoenix, and headed for the 46-degree Colorado River tailwater in Lee’s Ferry. We were lucky enough to catch a special time on this unbelievable fishery, the summer cicada sing. This white noise . . .

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