Transition

Transition

In April of 2016 (autumn in the southern hemisphere), author Michael Altizer was invited to Patagonia to fly fish some of the most famous trout waters in the world—the rivers Collón Curá, Chimehuin, and Rio Malleo. In the opening section of his book “RAMBLINGS—Tales...
The Scent of Elk and Horses

The Scent of Elk and Horses

Following is the author Michael Altizer’s introduction to his latest book RAMBLINGS—Tales From Three Hemispheres.  In addition to its over two dozen chapters that encompass stories from the top of the planet to the bottom, this book also contains a collection of...
Snow on the Brim

Snow on the Brim

He had worn that old hat from Alaska to Florida. But he could hardly ever bring himself to wear it back to its original home in New Mexico. Christmas morning. The high country was covered with a foot of new-fallen snow that had come as an unexpected gift during the...
Down the Writer’s Rabbit Hole

Down the Writer’s Rabbit Hole

What is writing, if not the sharing and resharing of life itself? It’s done.   Finished.   Written and designed; printed, bound and finally shipping out to a host of readers, both old and new…this latest book that’s been growing from my head and heart and...
Little Angler, Big Trout

Little Angler, Big Trout

He hasn’t yet turned five years old, but already he loves going fishing with the big guys and his new fly rod. Note: This article originally appeared in the September/October 2014 issue of Sporting Classics. His name is Gabriel Matthew Altizer, and he has not...
Swapping Roles with Your Guide

Swapping Roles with Your Guide

Sharing your fly rod, rifle or shotgun with a guide can be as rewarding as using them yourself. To this day I’ve never actually fired the old shotgun. It’s an ancient Winchester Model 12 with a plain, well-worn walnut stock and was in my hands on that cool spring...
Archery Traditions: Crafting Wooden Arrows

Archery Traditions: Crafting Wooden Arrows

Traditional archery has a way of embedding itself irrevocably into one’s psyche, and there are a few folks for whom it goes well beyond shooting or hunting. Grandpa loved to feed his hogs. He would trudge across the narrow tar-and-gravel coal road there in the bottom...
Velvet Elk at Poso Creek

Velvet Elk at Poso Creek

A mid-summer fly fishing trip turns into an impromptu elk hunt. There before me stood 80 elk or more, the nearest ones no more than 70 yards away. I love hunting elk! And these elk clearly needed hunting. There were four of them—three cows and one young bull, his...
Looking Back Toward the Future

Looking Back Toward the Future

The indigenous hunting heritage of the Americas should never be forgotten. Perhaps it’s time we learn anew the lessons we should have learned generations ago—from those who learned them first. “Indigenous Peoples. First Nations. Native Americans. Indians.” There are...