Trout

A monstrous splash disrupted the otherwise predictable rumble of the river. I turned from the water in front of me to where I thought my buddy Chris stood a hundred yards away. I couldn’t see squat. It was a little after 2 a.m and raining just enough to be annoying. Chris and I had driven from Idaho...

This is the final installment in a five-part series outlining the experiences of working fishing guides and what it takes to survive a dream job. Here’s where you can find part one, two, three and four. In my last article, I covered the reasons guides don’t fish with their clients. Guides play a...