KNOXVILLE — John Thurman of Norris has been named winner of the national Youth Education Leadership Award by Trout Unlimited, recognizing his contributions to creating a new generation of conservationists.
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Fishing is never a sure thing, and when not at the whim of mother nature, fishermen have other threats to worry about. Fishermen’s worst fears were realized in British Columbia (B.C.) on August 4. That was the day an earthen dam holding back wastewater at the Mount Polley Mine breached, sending 2000 olympic-size swimming pools (5 million cubic meters) of toxic sludge into downstream rivers and lakes.
Heather Hardcastle has spent her life fishing for salmon at the mouth of the Taku River, which starts in a remote corner of northwestern British Columbia before dumping into the ocean near her home in Juneau, Alaska. She was six years old when her parents bought a fishing boat. More than a decade ago, she became co-owner of Taku River Reds, a small commercial fishing outfit that ships salmon throughout the United States.
The state of Alaska has taken the rare step of asking the Canadian government for greater involvement in the approval and regulation of a controversial mine in northwestern British Columbia amid growing concern that the project could threaten American rivers and fish.
We’d driven hundreds of miles over winding dirt road, bush whacked through 6-foot willows and huddled under a pine tree during a mini-monsoon. If it had been any other fishing trip, we would have gone home. The Yellowstone cutthroats clearly weren’t biting.
It may have been a silly goal, but after 15 hours, we couldn’t leave. Just try one more bug, we told each other. Surely dumb luck would shine fortune on one of us.