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hap, joined a few kindred souls over a tankard of ale at the 
sign of the Red Lobster. But he missed the mountains, the 
water rushing past his tent, the bacon and trout, the camp- 
Fic. 109 —Fishing for Tai, Tokyo Bay. (Photograph by J. O. Snyder.) 
fire—the physical exaltation of it all. His kind of fishing was 
angling purely, while modern Waltons, as a rule, eschew the 
worm. 
