The Beauty of Brook Trout by Jim Lampros

I first encountered wild, native Brook Trout in the Appalachian foothills of Western Pennsylvania, not long after I’d begun fly fishing. I was enamored with the notion of these absurdly colorful fish living in quiet, tucked away places and made it a personal mission to find them. Continue reading

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Meditations: November Coming by Matt Stansberry

The drumbeat started in late July, when the first buckeye leaves browned and dropped: Time is short.

Whole weeks through the summer seemed to stretch in ways that defied introspection and self-pity. But shortening days and the changing landscape inspired panic. Continue reading