B.C. salmon and steelhead advocates prepare to battle for Skeena River safekeeping

When Canada’s new Prime Minister Justin Trudeau was elected he was on a breakaway, staring down an empty net for the win. This Wednesday he shot wide right. 

If Pautzke egg-colored pant suits and Mr. Sniffles memes have you searching for a quick exit, Patagonia's here to help. This 4-minute clip from Patagonia River Guides covers three regions, dozens of rivers, several lodges and, not to be too braggadocios, one of Argentina's premier flyfishing programs. 

The Yellowstone said “good to be back” last week as Montana reopened 17 miles of prime trout water upstream of Livingston. The Emigrant to Pine Creek section was the last to see fishing reintroduced following the August 19 closure of 183 miles of river due to the microscopic fish parasite that wasted thousands of whities during low, soupy summer flows.

Seeking Refuge
Seeking Refuge

Inside Arctic Alaska with Soul River Runs Deep

CHAD BROWN, the Navy veteran who spawned the Soul River Runs Deep brand, looks like he's just fought the battle of his life. And it's no surprise he's beat. A glance at my watch shows 3 a.m. Alaska time and Brown, along with his squad of vet volunteers here to herd a posse of bedraggled inner-city teens, is currently erecting camp on the banks of the Eagle River, a few miles outside of Anchorage.

The Reunion. Re-meeting Jeff Cottrell
The Reunion. Re-meeting Jeff Cottrell

Re-meeting Jeff Cottrell

FOR MANY YEARS after I met Jeff Cottrell, I would have said that SoCal's Bear Creek was the best small stream I've ever fished. A secretive tributary of the San Gabriel River not far from the troubled sprawl of the L.A. basin, it was the kind of place only fishing kids knew about. Nettles, rattlesnakes, tarantulas, scorpions, and despairingly steep canyon walls helped to ensure light traffic, and alder and willow overhanging the creek served as vexing deterrents to fly casters. A few miles upstream from the confluence with the West Fork, away from the mainstem and its deformed hatchery trout, you got into the good fishing.

Clyde meets the smallmouth of Mille Lacs
Clyde meets the smallmouth of Mille Lacs

Clyde meets the smallmouth of Mille Lacs

"I THINK THE BEST TIRE is the spare in the trunk," says Pete, handing me the keys. The other four tires vary in brand and age but seem to be holding air. I drop onto the seat and close the sagging door with a little extra encouragement. Amy does the same on the passenger side. Between us, decades of dust whirls in a beam of evening light pinched flat by the narrow windshield. The air is a bouquet of sun-dried vinyl, stale foam rubber, and used motor oil. It reminds me of my grandpa's 1971 Dodge Power Wagon, which we bounced around in as kids hauling firewood to the house from the edge of the hayfield.