I received this great photo and story from blog reader Brandon Kalpin of Altadena, California: . . .
Read MoreBefore you embark on a backpacking trip into an area that does not have a maintained trail and goes through acres and acres of downed trees, you need to be mentally prepared for what you are asking your body to . . .
Read MoreWe’d worked our way almost completely around the shoreline of the small lake, with just a couple hammer-handles to show for it, and I was starting to wonder if there were big pike beneath the dark water after all. I’d thrown all the patterns I could think . . .
Read MoreMy Recipe for Adventure has all the classic elements that compose a memorable adventure: an exotic locale, mystery, and a bit of dumb luck. Have you ever been in a familiar situation, and then all the sudden see something so out of . . .
Read MoreWith a sparsely attended Catholic church at one end and a Taco Bell at the other, Benmont Avenue is representative of the hard times that have befallen many American mill towns. This is not the scenic Vermont of postcards, but instead a hardscrabble . . .
Read MoreWritten by: Drew Nisbet, Orvis Fly Fishing and Wingshooting Community Leader
As winter releases its icy grip on the Northeast in late March and into April, many anglers look forward to warm spring days of fishing to rising trout on their favorite tailwater or freestone . . .
Read MoreFebruary in Park City, Utah, is well known for fantastic skiing, snowboarding, and all things winter. But for me, the best part is that none of those people are on the blue-ribbon trout waters nearby. It also helps to have awesome friends send you . . .
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“Can we please change this fly?” Guide Dan Lembke–all six-foot-eight, two-hundred and ninety
pounds of him–was sitting in the center of the boat, rebuilding my wire leader
and considering what fly to tie on, . . .
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. . .
Read MoreWritten by: Matt Smith It was day one, in a sudden downpour. I was wadered up in mid-December, feeling the wind and wishing I had worn one more layer. A bit of thunder rumbled nearby for good measure. Knee-deep in the rain-swollen Wangapeka, on the northern end of the South Island of New Zealand, I … Continue reading “Story and Photos: The Search for Big Browns on the South Island”
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