I had just settled Grandma on her folding chair and popped open our box lunch when the corpse floated by.

I'd be happy to have my biography be the stories of my dogs. To me, to live without dogs would mean accepting a form of blindness.

Something had gone amiss with men, and the weak ones were dangerous.

Giving freaks a pass is the oldest tradition in Montana.

You can't say enough about fishing. Though the sport of kings, it's just what the deadbeat ordered.

Fishing should be a ceremony that reaffirms our place in the natural world and helps us resist further estrangement from our origins.

Angling is extremely time consuming. That's sort of the whole point.