A Texas Hill Country Misadventure By Tom Adkinson Dreams of fishing the Guadalupe, the Frio, the Llano and other streams in the Hill Country evaporated like sweat on a dry Texas day. I had traveled 750 miles from my Tennessee home, but when I opened my main suitcase, I realized I didn’t have the most …...

The creek was low. The casting was difficult. Thunder was rolling over the ridge. And I had no idea I was trespassing. That was the scenario when I hooked, landed and released the largest wild trout I’d ever caught in almost 50 years of wading Appalachian streams. Catching that big rainbow delivered an adrenalin high …...

By Tom Adkinson When the drama ended, the biggest brown I’d ever caught was in the canoe with me. I wish I had the entire spectacle on videotape. I was on a public fishing lake in the surprisingly rugged northwest corner of metropolitan Nashville, Tennessee, barely 20 miles from the state capitol. Hidden in the …...