Madison
Fish the upper Madison, before it’s too late. When winter reared its head last week, we almost put the rod and reel away. Then, lo and behold, in true Montana fashion, the weather shifted and fall slid back into the picture. Read more >>
The lower Madison in spring. Spring is a tricky season for the angler: weather is unpredictable, fish are elusive, and stream flows are in constant flux. Finding a waterway worthy of your time and effort can be challenging, but where there’s a will there’s a way. Read more >>
Trophy trout, heavy-handed cops, and small-town hospitality. A Madison River fishing story. Kind of. Read more >>
Bozeman's best fishing opportunitiesThe Yellowstone, Madison, and Gallatin are open year-round and offer a wide variety of fishing opportunities. Here’s a rundown of these incredible rivers. Read more >>
The shadows stretched long as my wife, daughter, and I drove to our friends’ ranch to catch a few fish on the Madison. Getting out of the car we noticed a commotion above us. Three ospreys flew around erratically; then we saw an eagle, and then another, talons outstretched and beaks open. Read more >>
From the Tobacco Roots to the Gallatin Range, the mountains around Bozeman hold stunning alpine lakes perfect for an overnight camping trip—but sometimes, you want to get outdoors without trying too hard. Maybe you got a late start, or you need a stationary base camp for your clan of young kids. Read more >>
Paddling and peddling are a great combination—not only can you and your friends drive to and from the river in a single vehicle, but you’ll get some exercise to counterbalance all that beer-drinking on the water. Read more >>
The last time I floated down the Madison, I was waist-deep in water, scuffing along the bottom in an underinflated, sinking kiddy pool. I had on far too little clothing given the circumstances and with both hands full of beer; navigation of such a vessel was simply out of the question. Read more >>
It all took place within seconds. Entering a bend in a fast chute of water, the current grabbed the canoe, slammed it into the bank, and started pulling us down. Water poured over the gunnels as the pressure held us tight to the bank. Read more >>
The river was huge. Swollen and discolored from the previous night's rainfall, it looked like a swirling sea of chocolate milk. Read more >>
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