Back Issue Content: 2016


Don’t do it Leonardo. And a few words from Omar Arceo

I want to share this award with all the indigenous communities around the world. It is time that we recognize your history, and that we protect your indigenous lands from corporate interests and people that are out there to exploit them. It is time that we heard your voice. —Leonardo DiCaprio, Golden Globes, Jan. 10, 2016

One man’s battle to free the Klamath

[The Obama administration and California officials are set to announce an agreement to remove four hydroelectric dams on the Klamath River, sidestepping Congress to restore its salmon and steelhead fisheries. The move would result in the largest river restoration in U.S. history. A news conference trumpeting the deal will take place today at the Yurok Reservation in Klamath (Del Norte County), with Calif. Gov. Jerry Brown joining Oregon Gov. Kate Brown; Interior Secretary Sally Jewell; National Oceanic and Atmospheric Agency Administrator Kathryn Sullivan; and PacifiCorp's Stefan Bird. Here, Drake contributor Steven Hawley tells the extraordinary story of former Oregon state Sen. Jason Atkinson, who's played an integral role in the process. —ed.]

Return to Providence

Six years after piracy cripples the Seychelles, flyfishing helps it recover

Just before midnight on March 27, 2009, South African flyfishing outfitter Gerhard Laubscher and his FlyCastaway guide crew were several hours deep into an end-of-the-season bender on the island of Mahe, the principal destination for tourists in the Seychelles.

Secretly famous steelhead movies

We were steelhead junkies, hooked on moving water. Rivers flowed through us like a stiff Texas breeze. Over a weekend we'd soak up enough to keep us sane for a while, but eventually the beetles would begin to scutter around in our heads again, and we knew it was time to load the truck with whiskey and waders and get to a river. So Duggan Harman and I went up to the Thompson for a few days to see what the river had planned for us.

The lesser-known tragedy of Malheur

When Malheur Wildlife Refuge militants in January made the decidedly un-Boy Scout move of announcing their lack of long-range plans by calling for snacks, perhaps they didn’t recognize the plethora of protein swimming just out their adopted back door: a millions-strong armada of carp, so many that their protruding backs can give off the illusion of wind-driven ripples on the refuge’s namesake lake. If the adage “you are what you eat,” has a ring of truth to it, the gun-toting patriots might have done better had they plugged their noses and choked down a carp filet. Unlike the militants, the invasive fish successfully took over the refuge.