Oh great, another field sports magazine that eschews the need for pulp.
Professionally, I must tell you it’s a heap of garbage and you should stick with the comforting feel of paper to accompany your fishing read.
Speaking non-professionally, it actually looks rather splendid and I am left with no option but to commend it to this house.
If someone in The Contemporary Sportsman‘s bean-counting department has the figures to support the magazine’s apparent conclusion that painters work out cheaper than photographers, could they email me at Trout Fisherman as a matter of urgency.
Thanks to Steel for the tip-off.