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Eleven pounds of attitude

Letting genetics take over
Photo: John Klus

One night a few years ago John Klus walked into his home on Lake Waubesa, Wisconsin, and thought, "Why is there a mouse running around in my living room?" The next thing Klus knew his wife, Sarah, was scooping up the mouse in her arms, a mouse that upon closer inspection turned out to be a dachshund puppy.

Guns and responsibility

Have we lost respect for the power that guns possess?
Photo: Johnny Carrol Sain

During my rural childhood, I was taught, as I'm sure many of you were, that there were two appropriate places for guns -- either on the rack or in the woods. No one had to tell me that school or downtown was not the proper context for a gun.

In the court of the Tatsamenie kings

A journey into the domain of the Taku's giant chinook salmon
Photo: Shane Townsend

Cold fog hangs white like muslin over the Juneau morning, masking the waters of the Taku River. To the Native Tlingit, "taku" is "salmon." The river has long been central to the lives of people here and it's one of the most important salmon fisheries in the world. An hour bush flight up the watershed runs the glacier-fed Tatsatua River. This stream is known by few. And, the salmon are plentiful, gorgeous, and gear-busting big.

Fly casting for beginners

5 things you need to know to improve your casting
John Juracek leads the fly casting instruction for School of Trout students on the Henry’s Fork (photo: Todd Tanner).

I watched a fly fishing film the other day and I was struck less by the size of the trout, and by the gorgeous scenery, and by the anglers — who were young, attractive and flashing great big toothy smiles — than I was by something that seems to fly under the radar on a pretty regular basis nowadays.

The people in front of the camera were poor casters.

It's time to stop starving Florida Bay

A lack of fresh water is smothering one of the world's most diverse and iconic fisheries
A Florida Bay snook (photo: Johnny Carrol Sain).

"Hey, there's a nurse shark," says Captain Eric Lund. His nonchalant tone doesn't jibe with the words. From my perspective as landlocked for life, a shark sighting is cause for exclamation.

The hulking burgundy form shadows the skiff, wig-wagging over turtle grass while I snap photo after photo. And they all suck. Too many shadows, and the shark is just too deep through the jade-shaded crystal water. Auto focus can't capture the fish and I'm too slow on the draw manually.

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