Nepigon River Fishing 



along the shores below, where the river 

 regains quiet among rocks in six or eight 

 feet depth ; in some or all of such places, 

 and at some or all times, fish are to be 

 found. Passing from one to another of 

 these, two or three hours' leisurely fishing 

 a day, will yield, after rejecting all under 

 two pounds, an ample supply for the three 

 tenants of the camp. 



What to do with the hours not given 

 to fishing ? Sometimes the weather solves, 

 or dissolves, that question, in an all-day 

 downpour. All night the lightning may 

 glare doubly intense through the white 

 canvas, while the wakeful inmate specu- 

 lates, under the roaring gale, which way 

 the ridgepole may fall. Nepigon answers 

 to Superior, and Superior re-echoes in roll- 

 ing thunder and black drifts of fog. Such 

 enforced leisure may be given to making 

 flies, or to reading the novels, of which 

 the expert has been careful to bring a stock 

 of the best, ranging from Shorthouse to 

 Guy de Maupassant. No newspapers - 

 for one constant pleasure of the wilderness 

 is the sense that the mind is purged from 

 the miasma of the morning journal. 



In brighter days there may be, for those 

 whose taste inclines that way, the resources 

 of photography or sketching. Yet, while 



