Jess McGlothlin is a wanderer, paddleboarding on the jungle whitewater of the Peruvian Amazon, fly-fishing lost atolls in the South Pacific or watching the rivers of the taiga unfold beneath the rotors of a battered vintage Russian helicopter. She started her own company at age 13, was a professional equestrian in Sweden, lasted exactly four days of college, and has been weathering the travel bans of the pandemic by photographing and documenting the protests and riots here in the U.S. She is ...

A limited number of Ohio BHA members congregated under the complicated web of COVID-19 restrictions to tackle a massive dumpsite in the Athens District of the Wayne National Forest.  Prior to getting our hands dirty, we met at forest headquarters to receive our U.S. Forest Service Eastern Region Volunteers and Service Award that recognized a 2019 tree planting project at Lake Vesuvius Recreation Area – HUGE props to Josh Keenan for being instrumental in that project’s planning. Forest ...

On August 1 the Rhode Island National Wildlife Refuge Complex released their newly updated Hunting and Fishing Plan. The complex, which manages 5 National Wildlife Refuges in Charlestown, South Kingstown, Narragansett, and Newport, approved the new plan in July following the release of a draft and an 85-day public comment period beginning in March.   The draft plan proposed the creation and/or expansion of opportunities for hunters and anglers on all Rhode Island National Wildlife Refuges ...

As the tide slowly rolled into Yaquina Bay I looked down at my bucket in contempt. This was not the plan. This was not the plan at all. The three of us, my long-time co-conspirator Ryan, and my middle son Cameron, had been digging for the better part of an hour and had about a dozen clams between us. I had managed to find a small number of immature gaper clams, all about four inches across, while Ryan and Cameron had gathered up a decent number of cockles. Our efforts were extreme and our ...

As we walked further upstream, the location Sam described began to materialize. He is never one to be quiet, and he had been talking about this spot all morning. As we continued the trek, I could not help but appreciate where we were and what we were doing. Surrounded by mountains, hunting brown trout with salmon flies in the back channels of the Madison River. This was a trip that we looked forward to all year that was nearly spoiled by COVID-19. We had rain and 40-degree weather for the ...