We’d just arrived at the first-ever Field & Stream Lodge in Bozeman, Montana, when my girlfriend, Bela, said, “Let’s go find somewhere to swim.” Bela’s always eager to spend time on the water, and I ...

If I were to flip you the bird left-handed, which I sometimes do to mix things up, you’d notice that my middle finger is crooked, with a bulged knuckle. Why does it look like that? Catfish noodling.