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Voices from the River: The falcon, part 1
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Voices from the River: Citizen scientists work to protect their home waters
Each week, dozens of volunteers head afield in the East as part of Trout Unlimited’s citizen science efforts. In the mid-Atlantic region much of the effort has been focused on TU’s shale gas and pipeline monitoring efforts. Jake Lemon, who heads that program, recently reached out to three dedicated volunteers to find out what drew…
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Voices from the River: Pondering gratitude
We'll always have to fight for our public lands, but we should be grateful we have them in the first place. Photo by Chris Hunt. By Scott Willoughby It has been said that the hardest math to master is the ability to count our blessings. Funny enough, I’ve never been particularly good at math. That’s…
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Voices from the River: Wader season
By Toner Mitchell The boy is back in school, the trees around his soccer field the same blazing gold as the cottonwoods alon g the Rio Grande and the flanks of the brown trout bucks I’m hoping to catch there. The aspens, now bare, were equally stunning a month ago when I hiked up in…
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Voices from the River: A trip west
By Ben Tayloe A spoiled, seven year-old yellow lab named Chester and a six-week stay in Germany for my wife’s job made the drive across the country a necessity. The only family member who volunteered to watch our dog happened to live on the central coast of California, a great place to visit but nearly…
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Voices from the River: Many hats
Jessica Strickland and her daughter Vida, project managing in the Sequoia National Forest backcountry. By Jessica Strickland Working with Trout Unlimited really is just NOT boring. What we do as field staff is so diverse that I have become a woman of many hats. A recent weekend was a great example of how what we…
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Voices from the River: Common water
The author's son getting a rowing lesson on Alaska's Skilak Lake. Photo by Nelli Williams. By Nelli Williams Rivers bring people together. Some of my fondest friend-filled memories are on the river. Where we’ve laughed til our cheeks hurt—even years later— over the chaos in the boat when that first fish hit; or enjoyed a…
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