The first time I went fly-fishing I was wearing borrowed waders. The person — guy — from whom I’d borrowed them had to have been at least twice my size. I cinched the shoulder straps as tightly as ...

Samantha Mumford caught her first catfish in the pond at her godmother’s house when she was just 5 years old. That was the beginning of a chain of events that had her working at a fly-fishing shop ...

The Pacific Ocean parted obligingly before Geaux Fly on that January afternoon as Amanda Sabin stood at the stern, scanning Costa Rica’s indigo plain for fish that refused to rise. These waters off ...