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Learn How to Craft a Bamboo Fly Rod

“There is nothing as gratifying as landing a trout on a rod that you built yourself.” That's a quote you're likely to hear when entering PJ’s Fine Bamboo Rods. Nestled in the charming landscape of Pagosa Springs, Colorado, PJ's Fine Bamboo Rods offers an experience that harmonizes tradition, artistry, and nature for anglers, travelers, and…

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No Guarantees

The stoke had certainly diminished a bit as the north state was being pummeled with unseasonably huge storms. The week had been spent constantly checking flow charts, scrutinizing weather reports, formulating plans B, C, and D, and a whole lot of finger-crossing. No fishing trip is ever guaranteed, especially when it comes to steelhead. The…

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Our fall-edition is now online

Welcome to our September 2024-edition, which features contributions from Emily Rodger, Kurt Konrad, Rasmus Ovesen, Trevor Skinner, Nick Bowles, Joseph Clark, Barry Ord Clarke and many more. This time around, we'll take you to Northern Norway, Argentina, Oman, Australia, Poland and beyond for new and thrilling fly fishing adventures. Enjoy! Read the magazine in its…

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The Threat to Wild Atlantic Salmon

Norwegian farmed salmon threatens the small wild population of salmon left in the country's rivers. Instead of buying salmon farmed along the Norwegian coastline, consider choosing salmon farmed on land, writes Tobias Lindroth. BY TOBIAS LINDROTH The situation is critical for wild salmon in Norway due to several factors: obstacles to their migration, increased consumption,…

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Switzerland: Alps, Sweet Home

There’s no place like home. The older I get, the more I appreciate the pure and untouched nature of the Swiss Alps. Crystal-clear alpine lakes reflect the majesty of the surrounding mountains. Gushing creeks run down from snow-covered peaks, crossing picturesque forests and multi-colored flower meadows before they pour into deep, cool lakes. Catches might…

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 Crooked Rainbows 

A strike on my Royal Wolff in the russet water and a dart of adrenaline hits me like an atom splitting. Raising my rod, I set the hook on a sardine, a fry really, and inadvertently fling him thirty feet downstream. Shin deep in the current, there’s an unmatched vigor in my unspooled line, even…

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