
Fishing Junk Water
What started as the sketchiest junk lake turned into something much harder to leave behind

A fly rod and a 12-step book changed the same life. Here's how casting a line taught one woman to stay present, stay sober, and start again.

A canceled charter, a risky run offshore, and a leader-snapping marlin on the fly off Costa Rica's Pacific coast.

A fly box full of tangled line, a disabled hand, and ten years of knots tied in the dark until the river finally made sense.

How a family business became one girl's passion and profession

A collector's keepsake print hints at a forgotten history: women have been fly fishing, tying flies, and setting records for as long as anyone's kept track.

Nine fly rods, waders, and a creek full of laughter: Sisters on the Fly turn a Black Hills campground into trout-chasing headquarters.

One day, every time zone, one goal: women fly anglers worldwide posting photos to celebrate a sport that's theirs too.

One phone call to a buddy and a stubborn dropper fly turned into a year-long experiment in reading water, depth, and trout behavior.

Things have changed around here.

Frozen fingers, a ladder in the water, and the kind of take that feels like hooking a car engine—this is Pyramid Lake in winter.

Coffee at dawn, a two-hour drive, and a wild rainbow on the line: one angler's blueprint for a perfect day on a favorite spring creek.

A mayfly hatch, a stubborn fly box, and a half-naked wade into glacial water to free a snagged fish.

A Tennessee creek taught her the feel of Euro-nymphing. The Madison tested whether she'd really learned it, big brown trout included.

A 201-level angler, a 501-level Mongolian river, and a fish that eats mice. Here's what happened when she finally went after taimen.