1 62 Angling Travels in Norway. 



portion of the valley by some ten-ific break-up and fall of 

 many myriads of tons of rock from the mountains upon 

 either side, and in this manner it suddenly terminates, 

 the overflow making a succession of falls and pools until, 

 several hundred feet below, it subsides into an orderly 

 little river, which, after a course of ten miles or more, 

 descends by a series of fosses, then again becomes a 

 river, and, after a short course, flows into the fjord. 



The grand crash which instituted the lake, and 

 filled in some miles of valley with blocks of granite, 

 each many tons in weight, must have been a spectacle 

 worth witnessing — from a distance. 



These masses of stone in all shapes and sizes, partly 

 clothed with cushions of growing and decayed mosses, 

 extending from the lake end to the river below were 

 by no means easy to traverse, and being plentifully 

 interspersed with timber, provided sufticient occupation 

 for an angler with rod in hand. 



Upon the first morning of our visit we rowed to 

 the lower end of the lake, and by climbing over or 

 creeping under these obstacles, we contrived to reach 

 the first pool, situated 150 feet below the lake, no 

 cool task under a baking 'sun, with a rod in each hand 

 and a bag on one's back, and as it did not appear to 

 contain many fish, I descended a similar bit of country 

 to the next basin, The water entered, or rather fell, 



