Barnwood Slam

I had tried for roosterfish on my own, and caught one. “You were lucky,” my pal, Greg Flores said. I was unfazed...

“Just bring a tee shirt and fly rod.” Greg Flores had called from his suite at the Las Palmas Hotel. “These...

This time of year the phone starts ringing with people asking about what’s happening with the steelhead runs here in...

I disapprove of drinking. But not saloons, oddly enough. Coming off the water on a 90-degree day there’s nothing...

After parking at the bridge and fighting deer flies, buckthorn, stinging nettles, and summer humidity, I stepped from...

The water is low, but the river may still hold a few surprises if I take Master Cotton’s advice and fish long and...

The best trout fishing occurs, as everyone knows, deep in the night. Or a week before opener. Or two miles upstream. I...

For the third time in as many minutes the trout rose under the shadow cast by the low-hanging branches of a maple tree...