Yellowhammers and Specks

29 comments / Posted on / by

"I thought you might like these," my brother Tom holds out an old yellowed envelope. "I found them going through some of Pete's things." William Starling Cahill, who preferred to be called Pete, was my Grandfather and the man who taught me to fly fish. He's...

The Toughest Water in Wyoming

16 comments / Posted on / by

"HOW WAS YOUR DAY?" ASKED THE GUY AT THE FLY SHOP COUNTER. "WELL," I ANSWERED, "I FISHED THE TOUGHEST WATER IN WYOMING." Everyone rolled their eyes. This was exactly the response I expected. Working at a fly shop in Jackson hole, I imagine, you get to listen...

So You Want To Be An Alaska Guide?

16 comments / Posted on / by

By Whitney Gould The plane, which brought me to Western Alaska is gone. I’m standing on a remote, empty tarmac. The sky is a herring-gull gray, the air crisp and clean. I am surrounded by tundra. The only visible object is a square box painted white, the...

Being There

23 comments / Posted on / by

I'VE BEEN ASKED A HUNDRED TIMES HOW I TOOK THIS PHOTO. THE ANSWER IS REALLY SIMPLE. I took several years. I had this idea in my head for a long time. I wanted to show the pure mayhem of a jumping tarpon. I wanted tell the...

Choosing a Fly Rod is Like Choosing a Guitar

35 comments / Posted on / by

"WHO ARE THOSE $850 FLY RODS FOR? IF THE EXPERTS DON'T NEED THEM AND THE BEGINNERS CAN'T APPRECIATE THEM, WHO NEEDS THEM?" If you follow G&G on Facebook then you probably know about my love of old school blues. If you don't follow us on Facebook,...