Voices from the River: Investing in public lands

The home away from home on the Ruby River, Montana. Public lands. by Chris Hunt Last spring, as I prepared for a lengthy summer trip to the Arctic, I marched myself into my local RV dealership and signed away a significant chunk of change for a brand new camper. The trip was amazing—I crisscrossed Idaho…

Remembering a hero: John Weis

Longtime TU member and stream access chamption John Weis. Francisco Kjolseth photo. By Brett Prettyman John Weis always took pleasure in the simple things and never hesitated to point out the obvious. John also understood the value of something too many of us have conveniently learned to ignore – getting involved in things we are…

Chaffetz kills bill to sell public lands

Utahs Representative announced a surprising change in course last night (Feb. 2, 2017) Washington D.C.In a surprising reversal, Rep. Jason Chaffetz (R-Utah) announced last night he would withdraw HB 621, a bill that would sell off millions of acres of public lands. As pro-public lands rallies formed across the West this week, the bill drew…

TU opposes bill allowing deadly sediment flows like one on the Shoshone River in 2016

Contacts: Tom Reed, President East Yellowstone Chapter of Trout Unlimited, 717-215-0241, TomReed1458@gmail.com Brett Prettyman, Intermountain Communications Director, Trout Unlimited, 801-209-5320, bprettyman@tu.org For Immediate Release Jan. 31, 2017 CHEYENNE, Wyo. Instead of working to prevent another massive 20-mile fish kill like one last fall on the Shoshone River, a Wyoming legislator has proposed a law requiring…

Madison Gallatin TU VSP and Montana State U Veterans

Thank you to Dave Kumlien, Robert Allen, and all those associated with Madison Gallatin Trout Unlimited for your generous donation to the Student Veteran’s Club @ MSU. We appreciate it and plan on paying it forward! Good things to come in the near future! We’ll keep you all posted! If your Chapter is interested in…

Voices from the River: Old Blue

by Chris Hunt It was bright blue when I first crawled into it as a 12-year-old kid. Its paper-thin nylon hardly seemed sturdy enough to stop a breath of wind, let alone protect its occupants from whatever it was that wandered the woods at night. That wispy little barrier, though, provided real emotional security for…