Freedom. Recovery. Resurrection.

No boats or foot tra c. Just a single rod, one y box and your pup, out to wet wade the tiny blue lines that feed the larger rivers of eastern Washington.

e map looks di erent today, four years removed from the destruction of a century-old dam that once buried this canyon beneath a curtain of fathoms.

Bushy dry ies and a stealthy approach bring these sh to hand, but there’s more to consider. Freedom. Recovery. Resurrection. All of it personi ed by an eager trout feasting near the surface of a brisk stream that has nally found its natural course once again.