Opinion: Calling all anglers, hunters and the outdoorsy to Sound the alarms on climate change

Last week I spent two days fly fishing on the Madison River in Montana. The valley area is one of my favorite places in the contiguous United States and the trip was a much-needed reprieve from the mental exhaustion of the last few months.

We launched Ms. Mayhem in May, shortly after my mother passed away. Covering the pandemic and protests have been scary and emotionally taxing. A few days before we left, I got the news alert that Ruth Bader Ginsberg died. During our 14-hour drive up to Montana, I saw that Breonna Taylor’s killers would not be charged for her death.

This year has thrown everything it has at me, and I know many others that feel the same. It’s a never-ending circle of shit.

But standing thigh-deep in the river I share a name with, my brain stopped working at 1,000 miles an hour.

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