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echoes. For spring salmon it is also good during winter and 

 spring from the month away up to within fifteen miles of the 

 head. During May arid early June there is nearly always 

 another good run. 



Close to Pt. Harvey before you get into the inlet itself is 

 also good water. 



Fifteen miles from the head of the inlet, on the left side 

 going up is Hunwady Creek. It is very swift at the mouth, 

 but a quarter of a mile up is slow enough for a canoe to travel 

 easily. In the spring months, March and April, and even part 

 of May, there is a fine run of steelheads and dolly vardens. All 

 summer it is affected by freshets, but in the fall is alive with 

 trout of all kinds. 



Ten miles further up on the same side is the Wah-sil-ah 

 Creek, and at the head there are two streams, the Tsakwate 

 and the main river, the Klene-Klene. The last named is quite 

 a big stream, up which expert canoe men can pole a canoe 

 some miles. All the streams are very similar to the Hunwady 

 as far as fishing is concerned. They are also similar in being 

 favourite 'bear-hunting grounds and anybody who has an aver- 

 sion to meeting a grizzly had better keep away. There is a good 

 story connected with fishing on the Klene-Klene. Some years 

 ago a well-known English fisherman used to go to New Zealand 

 every year for fishing. On his way home he would come by 

 way of Canada, stop off at Vancouver and go into the Lillooet 

 for a bear hunt. He wanted a big grizzly, and nothing else 

 would suit him. Now it happened that he was well on in years 

 and was not up to the rough work so essential to success in 

 grizzly hunting (though when a young man I should judge he 

 would have been capable of carrying a good big man and his 

 pack, too), and he could not get that grizzly. He came here for 

 four years in succession and finally gave it up in disgust. The 

 fifth year he stopped off he decided just to fish, and after 

 cruising about the coast for a time found himself one day a mile 

 or two up the Klene-Klene fishing for trout. The captain of 

 the launch was with him and had a shotgun. As they were 

 walking up the trail (after four years' hunting without success 

 for a grizzly and armed with the best rifle money could buy) 

 he suddenly met the very animal he was looking for, with noth- 

 ing but a fishing rod. The captain promptly decided that a 

 shotgun was out of place and immediately started to beat the 

 100-yard record. "Whereupon the grizzly came along on the 

 run. Things looked pretty bad, as there was no handy tree to 

 climb, so the fisherman followed the captain's example, but 

 had not gone ten feet when he caught his toe in a root and 

 came down with a smash. By this time you will probably 

 have already got a picture in your mind of that fisherman 

 coming down and the grizzly picking him up in his arms and 



