Anglers Journal

Anglers Journal Winter 2021

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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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United States
Active Interest Media
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16,96 €(IVA inc.)
4 Números

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1 min.
opening spreads

Winter Way Stream-Bound Blue Ridge Mountains “The poetry of the earth is never dead.”John Keats Favorites Bluewater Baits Pacific Panama “There is a great pleasure in being on the sea, in the unknown wild suddenness of a great fish. …”Ernest Hemingway Essentials Backcountry Fishing Interior Alaska “The art of moving gently without suddenness …”Isak Dinesen Dogged King Salmon Ecstall River, British Columbia “Perhaps fishing is, for me, only an excuse to be near rivers. If so, I’m glad I thought of it.”Roderick L.Haig-Brown…

4 min.
a long way around

As an adolescent, I fished beside men whose main idiom was vulgarity. They were blue-collar stalwarts — mill rats, carpenters, plumbers, landscapers, masons and carpet layers, along with a contingent who built submarines in Groton, Connecticut. They were a hard-working, lunch-pail crowd who knew how to toss back a boilermaker. Some fished well. Others couldn’t catch a cold. Back then, when the fish were blitzing, you earned your spot in the tight picket line that formed on the lighthouse rocks by having paid your dues: learning to cast straight, showing respect to the elders and by not being a smart-ass or a pushover. When it was your time, you grabbed a spot, held your ground, swung an 11-foot rod like a grownup and took the fish you’d earned. That’s how a…

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 writes about learning the ropes of steelhead fishing as he worked on his first novel in “A Winter’s Tale.” Sammy Chang is a photographer and fly fisherman based in Athens, Georgia. His work focuses primarily on the fish, scenery and fly-fishing culture of the Southeast. He has been published in Eastern Fly Fishing, Gray’s Sporting Journal, Trout, The FlyFish Journal and Strung Magazine. Sammy took the photo in our “Winter Way” spread at the beginning of this issue. A frequent contributor to Anglers Journal, Pat Ford is a retired Miami lawyer, award-winning fishing photographer and intrepid angler who has held…

3 min.
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MY PLUG FOR A PLUG I really enjoyed the cedar plug article in the Summer issue [“Oldfangled”]. We use cedar plugs here in northwest Oregon for albacore tuna, and I recently was spooled by what I believe was a giant bluefin, but I will never know. Let me tell you how much I enjoy the format and quality of Anglers Journal. I look forward to every issue. Keep up the outstanding work. Jock Vondeling I always pulled a cedar plug for options. It was very effective. Douglas J. Holloway via Facebook PRIZED CATCHES I worked as a mate for a long time, charter-fishing in North Carolina. Wahoo were always a welcome sight, as well as a headache [“Perfect Predator,” Spring]. Sometimes they’d cut off your bait off by cutting the leader without popping the line out of…

3 min.
the armchair angler

Dark Waters By Russell Chatham Clark City Press Anglers Journal editor-in-chief Bill Sisson sent me his copy of Dark Waters this past summer. I’d just moved to Missoula, Montana, from Pennsylvania, and was trying to navigate a new home amid a pandemic while balancing the temptation of all the water western Montana offers. Bill’s copy is well-loved. Pages bent, cover worn, sticky notes popping up like stripers beginning to slam bait. It’s special reading another’s book — an object they hold dear and expect you to return. World-renowned landscape painter Russell Chatham wrote essays concerning hunting, fishing, cooking, friends, sex, and the vulnerable and still moments of an otherwise kinetic life. This gripping catalog of his work brought me to tears with meditations on violence and loss, which are inevitable during a long life…

4 min.
the depths of friendship

I kissed a man. It happened unexpectedly about 10 years ago, but this is not a coming-out story. We’d met in the parking lot of the condominium where we both winter in the Florida Keys and immediately hit it off. Our mutual interests centered primarily around guy stuff. We both fished, and that dominated the conversation. Good spots, good baits, the right tides and techniques. He outfished me and many others who have ever held a rod, but it was never a contest. Claudio Facchini was a big guy — 6-foot-2 and north of 230 pounds — but he could move around a pitching deck in 4-foot seas like a Balanchine-influenced ballet dancer. A former college lacrosse player, he was in shape for his age. And he was brawny. So it…