THE TOMAHAWK REGION, WIS. 



BY FRED. GARDNER. 



To enjoy a summer's outing to the 

 fullest extent, one must go to the wild- 

 est and most primitive country acces- 

 sible, where fishing of all kinds may be 

 obtained, and where nature itself dispells 

 the thoughts of business to distract or 

 mar the pleasure. Such a place is Toma- 

 hawk Lake, with its seventy-nine miles 

 of shore-land. It is^one of that chain of 

 lakes in northern Wisconsin famous for 

 its fishing. Mascalonge abound there, so 

 do black bass and pike, and it is surround- 

 ed by a wealth of towering pines, spruce 

 and hemlock trees, and is a most delight- 

 ful resort for the enthusiastic angler and 

 and huntsman. It is a rather peculiarly 

 shaped lake, being neither round, rec- 

 tangular nor oblong in its contour, and 

 its waters are very deep and cold, even 

 during the hottest of midsummer days. 



Naturally, therefore, it is a comfort- 

 able place to abide during the vaca- 

 tion time. The journey is in itself a 

 most delightful trip, and after alighting 

 at Tomahawk Lake station and taking 

 a short walk down the trail through the 

 woods, the beautiful expanse of water 

 is seen, and one realizes that the ideal 

 which was' sought is found. 



A paddle of about two miles in a 

 birch-bark canoe, in the bracing morn- 

 ing air, brings one to the primitive hotel, 

 which is a rendevous for all angling 

 parties. It is a rural and primitive 

 place, built, as it is, entirely of huge 

 hemlock logs, with nicely arranged 

 rooms, as regards light and air, and one 

 feels at home immediately upon cross- 

 ing the threshold. There is a great 

 old-fashioned fire-place in the sitting 



