ANGLING EXTRAORDINARY 



shoulder-deep the Rogue River angler of the first 

 class will go. How he does it is an art not taken 

 on at once by the stranger. Little by little the local 

 man learns the bottom of the river, learns how to 

 balance against it. There is quite an art in wading 

 fast water, and a skillful mountaineer will cross a 

 river where a tenderfoot would lose his footing at 

 once. It is enough to say that the successful Rogue 

 River angler must be bold enough to go in above 

 waist-deep and be able to stand securely enough to 

 cast a very long line even when thus half -sub- 

 merged. 



The fish have grown cunning of late years. They 

 lie entirely out of reach of the shore. Wade your 

 best, you must do fifty, sixty, seventy feet of line, 

 and must keep your wits about you all the time. 

 The fish itself has no mercy on the angler and in 

 turn the angler himself feels at liberty to beach a 

 steelhead whenever he gets the chance. 



Sometimes large takes are made, but of late days 

 the man who kills a half-dozen steelheads in a day 

 is doing very well. His fish may run from three 

 to eight, ten or even twelve pounds in weight. These 

 larger fish in this bold and rushing water are, under 

 the conditions which absolutely govern the sport, 

 almost impossible to stop. Skillful anglers are con- 

 tent if they kill one out of five which strike. Indeed, 



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