Traver Award

Well, I Never

by Henry Hughes Dylan met his Welsh cousin Owain for the first time in a…

by Sara Wilcox

Upstream from Forgetting

by Michelle Oxford For thirty years, Tucker Benton never once complained about…

by Sara Wilcox

The Midnight Fly-Fishing Society

by Cynthia Jones I am now a society of one, but there used to be three of us.…

by Sara Wilcox

The 2025 Traver Award Winners

The John D. Voelker Foundation and the American Museum of Fly Fishing (AMFF)…

by Sara Wilcox

Oncorhynchus

by Joseph Jackson Alaska June. The Koyukon people call it Ggaath Noghe’—king…

by Sara Wilcox

An older white man wearing a hat and fishing vest sits and writes in a notebook using a green pen.

The 2024 Traver Award Winners

The John D. Voelker Foundation and the American Museum of Fly Fishing (AMFF)…

by Sara Wilcox

Two black men prepare to use a long branch and a rock to jack up a van with a flat tire. There is a boat with a ruined bottom strapped to the top of the vehicle. A third black man stands nearby, his arms outstretched as if in encouragement.

Last Salad on the Gairezi

by George Rogers Gilles McLean* smokes Chelseas. He buys his cigarettes at the…

by Sara Wilcox

An older white man wearing a hat and fishing vest sits and writes in a notebook using a green pen.

How to Say Gila

by Joseph Jackson In the last gasp of darkness, we see elk. Big steaming ghosts…

by Sara Wilcox

An older white man wearing a hat and fishing vest sits and writes in a notebook using a green pen.

Blind Willie’s Pool

by Chris Bishop My best friend at school was even keener on fly fishing than I…

by Sara Wilcox

Middle-Seat Meditations

by Matt Powell

by Sara Wilcox

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