No pain, no gain—or, in this case, no panoramic vistas of alpine lakes, no streamside campfires, no rolling out of the sleeping bag and casting for a breakfast trout 20 feet away. That’s the accepted calculus of backpacking into wild fish country—pay your dues, and the payoff is solitude, serenity, and the best fishing in America. It’s a sweet deal, and here’s the best part: Fishing camps like this are not all in the West, and they’re not all about trout. Here’s a wish list of the best backcountry fishing spots across the country, from mountains to deserts to bogs to salt marsh. It’s all public land. Hit the treadmill, then get after it. —T.E.N.