from the water. On top of these rocks pines have found root, 

 only nature knowing how. The sides of this water thorough- 

 fare is as straight as if an engineer had laid them out. From 

 the rocks the pines tower to considerable height, their 

 branches reaching over to form an arch. 



A Water Boulevard. 



For all the world this thoroughfare looks like a water 

 boulevard, and one would expect to see a traffic police- 

 man step out at the farther end to take a look for a speeder. 

 This thoroughfare leads into the lower end of the lake, from 

 which a branch leads into Fraser. 



There was no success in lake trout fishing in Fraser. 

 Spring and fall are counted the proper seasons for these big 

 and gamey fellows. They make their homes deep in the 

 waters of the lakes, from 100 to 200 feet of line being neces- 

 sary to bring the bait within range of their noses. But here 

 again the Northern pike, which are everywhere in this coun- 

 try, supplied the occasional thrill. 



The homeward route for a little way followed the back 

 track through Fraser, the gut into Thomas, the superlatively 

 beautiful water boulevard and out in Thomas proper, where 

 the canoes left the outward bound route and swung south to 

 the worst portage of the trip. 



Hard Mile of Travel. 



From the shores of Lake Thomas the portage started 

 straight up in the air, or nearly so. What purported to be a 

 path led up the side of the cliff. It was tough work carrying 

 canoes and heavy packs up this ascent and just as tough on 

 the canoe carriers going down the other side, where, at the 

 bottom, the travelers found themselves in dense underbrush. 

 Through this they forced their way to another young moun- 

 tainside and climbed it. For a distance the indistinct trail 

 led along the ridges and then dropped down almost straight 

 into a swamp, where it was a case of wade to a creek which 

 led into Lake Alice. 



But it is worth it, this mile of tortuous portage. For Lake 



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