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Latest ruling is another victory for Snake River salmon and steelhead

The Snake's dams move one step closer to removal
Ice Harbor Dam (photo: Salmon Recovery).

Last week, a federal judge ruled that the government's current plan for management and restoration of wild salmon and steelhead populations on the Snake River is in violation of both the federal Endangered Species Act and the National Environmental Policy Act, primarily due to its allowance of continued operation of the lower system of dams on the Snake, which it deemed a threat to the continued existence the Snake's native, imperiled fish populations.

Before the fall

Pride on the streams of central Wisconsin
Photo: T. Cut

His confusion increased until late in his teens when while sitting in the woods staring at a river in the spring two migrating warblers had landed on him. At that point he decided that birds had to be angels and felt blessed.

Women on the water

If mom is out, the kids are out
Photo: Windy Davis

I’m learning about saltwater fisheries in Galveston, Texas. It’s a manly affair. This stands to reason since I’m an outdoor journalist in an industry dominated by men. I’m here to learn about red snapper and I’m concentrating on harvest statistics when my phone buzzes. My husband herds our kids solo when I’m on the road so I rarely ignore a buzz from home. You never know what our wild ones are doing. The screen lights up and all fishing facts leave my head.

Review: Stickman Rods T8 fly rod

Another first rate fishing tool from the trailblazing European rod maker

Most saltwater fly fishers don’t care about presentation. Whether you take that to mean most individual saltwater anglers in general, or most anglers fly fishing in the salt on any given day is up to you. But the fact remains that, most of the time, presentation isn’t anywhere near the top of the list of concerns of the saltwater fly fisherman that’s preparing to make a cast.

The kid

He only talked of fishing
Photo: Domenick Swentosky

The kid was ten years old and small for his age, but his legs were strong and he waded without fear. He fished hard. We shared a passion and a singular focus, so I enjoyed having him on the water. He stood just tall enough not to lose him in a field of goldenrod and he weighed less than the family dog. But he was sturdy, tough and determined, with an unwavering perseverance that kept him focused during the inevitable slow days with a fly rod.

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