I have a new feature in The Flyfish Journal, but most of you can't afford the 12 dollar magazine, or your money is earmarked for a dusty and forgettable family BBQ weekend at Glendo State Park. Or you spent too much on a new sprinkler system. So I'll just tell you the article talks about a fly-fishing trip to the Yukon, and some big pike on the fly. Bill Mixer--who also refuses to buy the magazine--is featured. He sleeps in the back of my truck with my dogs. He catches some fish. He soaks in the public hot springs in nothing but boxers. Here he is reading my copy and complaining about the price.