Back Issue Content: 2018



In Honduras, some mysteries are better left unsolved

I'm not sure I want the Miskitos back in camp. Rules are different here. Maybe there are no rules. They want gas this time. They also want weed: "Fuma?" We give it to them. They smoke it in front of our camp. We've given them sliced pineapple, five-gallon jugs of water, rice and beans. They want the weed more than any of it.


The gift of missing me

LAST SUMMER, SITTING QUIETLY on a stump smoking a fine-smelling cigar, no doubt rolled on the thighs of an elderly Cuban woman, I heard one of the greatest lines ever muttered by a fellow brother of the flyfishing fraternity. In many ways it encapsulated subconscious thoughts I would like to think I am capable of, yet rarely produce. As with so many iconoclastic ideas, its genius was in its simplicity.

a classic salmon fly tied without classic animal feathers.

Author Kirk W. Johnson takes on classic flytying's excommunicated flautist

The best thing about a nightmare is the split-second you wake up and realize it was only a dream. Author Kirk W. Johnson skipped that moment, when, on December 29, 2005, he sleepwalked out of his second-floor hotel window in what he describes in the prologue of his new book, The Feather Thief, as a "PTSD-triggered fugue state." Regaining consciousness on the concrete below, his nightmare was just beginning.

Lemieux, with a steal your face salmon

David Lemieux's long, strange trip

David Lemieux wears many hats, and every one of them bears a "Steal Your Face" logo. He's the official Grateful Dead archivist. He's also the Dead's legacy manager with Rhino Records, the host of "Today in Grateful Dead History" on Sirius XM radio's Grateful Dead channel, and a writer for the Dead's official website, For nearly 20 years—and, really, since he was 13 years old—Lemieux has built his life around the Dead. Now 47, he's made a career out of the music that he loves. He handpicks the recordings for the band's archival releases, known as "Dave's Picks" (Formerly "Dick's Picks," after Lemieux's mentor, the late Dick Latvala). He also produces a Grateful Dead box set every year, and was the music producer for last year's Grateful Dead documentary, Long Strange Trip, which was nominated for a Grammy.


The art and film of Aimee and Chase Bartee

The film opens with a ten-second zoom toward campfire flames that dance and swirl in the darkness. The viewer's eyes are drawn to the underbelly of the largest log, crosshatched and ashen from the heat. Jump-cut to a small stream, lit by autumn light, shorelines framed by a blaze of fallen leaves. An angler appears, twenty-five seconds in, and she's casting a fly with precision, eyes fixed on her target. What follows is not the take, or hook-set, as a viewer might expect, but rather a shot of a large brown—not its gaping mouth, or downturned eye—but gill-plate, pectoral fin, and flank. Its belly is the color of butter browning in a skillet. The trout is supported underwater by the angler, while the lens pans its lateral line in slow-mo: scales glisten like spangles on a mirror ball. We realize we're watching a fishing film, not a nature documentary, though it is shot and edited with similar reverence for the natural world, the filmmakers drawn to details of the elemental.