110 FISHERMEN'S WEATHER 



a distaste for their food, yet this has for 

 so many years been Mr. Michelmore's ex- 

 perience of those white wool-pack clouds 

 of the Devonshire moorland and Teign 

 valley, that his angling friends have come 

 to associate clouds of this description with 

 his name. Here is his own account of 

 the matter :- 



" Michel- " When there is a sign of one of these 

 doud. S " clouds about, I always find it impossible 

 to move a decent trout. They usually 

 appear on a bright, showery day, but I 

 have known them to be about on a fine 

 day after a night's rain when every con- 

 dition appeared to be perfect for sport. 

 I do not think that the lack of sport 

 is due to their brightness, because the 

 ordinary white clouds are equally bright. 

 When they are about, trout will not rise 

 even to a dry-fly, which they will do on 

 the brightest and hottest summer day, 

 if these particular clouds are not in 

 evidence. I have known them in the sky 

 from nine to twelve, and have not moved 

 a fish. Other clouds have covered them 



