I remember in the early '90s heading down to West Thumb on Yellowstone Lake and float tubing for some really nice native cuts. The kind of fish that exist in dreams. National treasures and symbols of the park and American West. One particular fish broke me off just before dark--with the backdrop of a burning forest fire illuminating the horizon--and it haunts me to this day. But unfortunately, somehow (?!) non-indiginous lake trout made their way into the lake and they're going crazy eating up everything including cutthroats... Situation critical. Find out more by clicking link.
Eat More Lakers // Drake Fly Fishing Magazine
Documenting fishing experiences in the Upper Midwest where prairie, hardwoods, and boreal forests meet--with occasional adventures elsewhere.
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