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SW Oregon Mineral Withdrawal Letter to Zinke and Perdue
KalmiopsisWithdrawalReview_FINAL.pdf
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Voices from the River: The voice in your head
By Chris Hunt The late August rain provided the symphony, a tinny drum beat on the camper's roof and walls, while I sat at my "kitchen" table tying up a gawdy pink streamer. Parked beneath the bows of towering yellow cedar and Sitka spruce in a lonely Forest Servi ce campground on Prince of Wales…
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Voices from the River: My broken heart …
By Rachel Andona My broken heart. Or broken arm. Same difference when your passion in life is fly fishing. But let me go back to that beautiful, refreshing morning. It was winter in the valley and it was Christmas Eve. With all of the stress that comes along with Christmas festivities I needed a break,…
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Virtual outdoor show? It’s a real thing
The North American Sportsman Show is a free, online "exposition" featuring just about anything you might find at an actual sportsman's show, minus the convention center corn dogs and the $20 parking bill. It is "show season" after all, with expos, fly tying shows, fishing shows, boat shows, RV shows and the like hitting expo…
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Fly tying: The Tarpon Toad
I'm in saltwater mode, prepping for a trip to flats next week, and I've been exploring some patterns not only for bonefish and permit, but also for tarpon, jacks, barracuda and even small sharks. You never know, you know? Video of Tarpon ToadI've been following some the Loon Live demonstrations that Matt Callies gives the…
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Montanans back clean-water initiative for future mining
By Colin Cooney On Feb. 21, a clean-water initiative supported by a coalition of Montana conservation organizations, including Montana Trout Unlimited, was submitted to the Montana Secretary of State’s office. This initiative is simple. It’s about protecting Montana’s water, public health and Montana taxpayers from perpetual mine pollution and cleanup costs caused by new mines.…
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The Tomorrow Fund
I landed at the Austin airport, and hustled over to the rental car company only to be told my license had expired the day before. The glee of the two clerks behind the counter was not lost on me. I was 90 minutes from New Braunfels, Texas, where I was scheduled in a few hours…