Anglers Journal

Anglers Journal Spring 2019

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Anglers Journal celebrates the best writing, photography, illustration, design and sporting art on the topic of fishing. Come join some of the most prolific fishing editors and writers in the industry for the best angling experience on the water.

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1 Min.
better than a bertram.

Legendary. We don’t need to explain what it means. Think of a legendary athlete, a legendary destination, or the most legendary catch you’ve ever seen. The picture forms in your mind as clearly and quickly as your eyes move across this page. Legends are larger than life. And if you’ll excuse us, we’ll take a bit of credit by noting that many believe that Bertram falls squarely in the category of legendary. We may also need you to excuse us for essentially saying, f–it. It needs to be even better. Here’s the thing. You don’t become a legend by being content with the status quo. When Dick Bertram implemented the deep-vee hull on the original Moppie, it was a total revelation. And each subsequent model broke new barriers, pushing performance into uncharted…

3 Min.
woke up still not dead

I had been in the hospital for about four weeks when I got a message from peripatetic fly fisherman and friend Pat Ford, a photographer and writer who contributes regularly to Anglers Journal. He sent fish photos and salutations from a trip he’d just taken to Colombia. “Hope you’re feeling better and happy to be in the ‘woke up still not dead again today’ club,” he said, quoting from a Willie Nelson song. Pat’s dark humor made me laugh. It was exactly the medicine I needed. I was recovering from a ruptured brain aneurysm — a subarachnoid hemorrhage, a devastating type of stroke that is fatal in about 40 percent of cases. Of those who survive, more than 65 percent suffer some permanent neurological deficit, according to the Brain Aneurysm Foundation. It’s hard…

3 Min.

Bill Barich’s 10 books include Laughing in the Hills, A Pint of Plain and Crazy for Rivers. He has written about fly-fishing for The New Yorker, Sports Illustrated and other publications. Bill takes us to Ireland to fish Dublin’s River Dodder, on the hunt for a trophy brown. A former petroleum geologist and wildlife biologist, Rick Bass is an environmentalist who has authored more than 30 books. He lives in Montana’s Yaak Valley and is a member of the Yaak Valley Forest Council, which works to protect as wilderness the last roadless lands in that area. Rick’s “Fish Story” is a fictional piece about a monster catfish and a surreal Texas gathering. Stephen Collector’s writing and photography have appeared in Esquire, Men’s Journal, German Geo, Outside, Sports Afield, Outdoor Life and Field…

6 Min.

NUDGE-NUDGE, WINK-WINK I was at Miami International Airport on a long delay to Buffalo, New York, so I stopped by a newsstand and picked up the Winter issue of Anglers Journal. I read “Fish Pimping,” and although it’s beautifully written, I have a completely different view of guiding. Perhaps it’s because most of my clients are not part of the 1 percent, but there is no doubt of their wealth. In the last 20 years of guiding, I have found that the vast majority of them are environmentally conscious and sensitive to the fragility of the streams and how politics can affect that balance. I don’t want to downplay the effects of repeated days on the water, but I often find it an honor to turn my clients and their families on…

7 Min.
the knife that’s fed millions (and me)

Seven keeper fluke, plus a half-dozen tailor blues we’d found marauding a school of rainfish on the way in: not a bad morning for a young trout and largemouth guy learning the ways of inshore fishing from an old salt. Russ Wilson, the outdoor writer for New Jersey’s Trenton Times, tied off his AquaSport at the Shark River dock while I hauled the cooler to the fillet table. I jogged to my truck, collected the fistful of knives I’d put on the seat the night before and dropped them on the table. Russ picked up a Buck boning knife and pressed the blade against the scarred tabletop, which was spackled with fish scales. “Nope,” he said. “Let’s see what else you’ve got.” Russ unsheathed my Rapala Fish ’n Fillet and turned it,…

9 Min.
the ways of the river dodder

Long ago, I learned a vital angling lesson: Never leave home without a fly rod. In my travels, I’ve often stumbled on fishable water by chance — in Nigeria, say, where as a Peace Corps teacher I hooked a carp-like creature fit for the television show River Monsters in a muddy creek. So when I moved to Ireland to pursue the woman who’s now my wife, I packed my four-piece travel rod in case the River Liffey, so dear to James Joyce, held trout. I rented an apartment in the leafy Ballsbridge neighborhood of Dublin, not far from St. Stephen’s Green and the city center, and tried to work on a book I owed my publisher. Instead, I spent hours wandering around my new neighborhood, stopping as necessary for a refreshing…