The Flyfish Journal - The Flyfish Journal 15.4
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2024-06-17 09:32:43
“Standing on a pier in Wisconsin, I frequently find myself surrounded by thousands of bluegill patiently waiting for my fly to hit the water. Each one caught is different than the last. Taking a much closer look, I discover what looks to be small galaxies in their cheeks. Then I get to thinking: What if that’s where our galaxy is and we’re all just living on the cheek of a bluegill?” Photo: Justin Carfagnini
FEATURES
Travel
THE HATCH STARTS IN AN HOUR
Jazz & Fly Fishing Does America
Words: Håvard Stubø
Locale
THE SEARCHER
Seaside in Ireland
Words: Tom Darling
Adventure
DRY FLIES, BLOOD AND BIG COUNTRY
Doing Absolutely Nothing in Montana
Words: Matt Smythe
Adventure
WHO’S THE BOSS?
Taking the Front Row on New Zealand’s North Island
Words: James Fuller
Culture
FIRST, MOST, BIGGEST
A Conversation on Competition
Words: Jason Rolfe and Copi Vojta
Gallery
THE DISRUPTORS
Magdalena Bay’s Crazy Ones
Words and Photos: Nick Price
DEPARTMENTS
Rises
Badgers, Coyotes, Eagles and Bears
Masthead
Marked for Greatness
Editor’s Note
Department of Fish and Games
Words: Jason Rolfe
Contributors
Freelance Autopsy Specialist
Open Water
Blood Knot
Words: Sean Platt
Confluence
Taper
Words: Blaine Peetso
Cutbank
Big Redwoods and Small Cutthroat
Words: Michael Carl
Conservation
Southern Renaissance:
The Pursuit of Bass Drives
Watershed-Level Conservation
Words and Photos: Matt Lewis, PhD
Cutbank
Something Red or Blue:
A Falkland Islands Meander
Words: Henry Hughes
Open Water
Felt But Never Touched:
Wyoming Carp Utopia
Words: Nick Basaraba
Tailout
Soft-Serve Sweats
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