Trout-Fishing East versus West 



no thought of lame horses, tired horses, nor hungry- 

 horses; not much concern as to the weight to be carried, 

 pack-ropes ,to be adjusted, sore backs to be rested, nor 

 where we would find wood, water, and feed, I concluded 

 that the Nova Scotia method of trout-fishing compared 

 most favourably with the modus operandi in Utah. And 

 it is much nicer to sit down to lunch with unbidden 

 blackflies than to harbour as a guest a possible rattle- 

 snake. 



A pleasant breeze blowing upstream kept the winged 

 pests away, but there were still two flies in the ointment — 

 two evil spirits in this fisherman's Paradise: the powerful 

 tea and the lack of coffee. 



After running more rapids, we paddled out of the 

 mouth of the Kejimkujik River and across the over- 

 flowed meadows to Lowe's Landing on the shores of 

 Lake Rossignol. I was still thinking about that coffee. 



This lack notwithstanding, I was delighted with the 

 trip, and fully made up my mind that, in spite of the 

 deplorable tea mania of the natives, I was going to build 

 a good camp in this neck of the woods. 



A few years later my plans developed. To-day in 

 the larder of that camp is always a bulky, hospitable 

 canister of the best Mocha and Java. 



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