54 MOOSE-HUNTING, SALMON-FISHING, ETC 



Pool, captured one and lost one; while I 

 hooked a fine fellow at the head of Eocky, 

 but lost him on the Falls, as he took down 

 the stream. At eight o'clock we had taken 

 breakfast, had the tent down, fish in the boat, 

 and were at the head of Eocky to drop them 

 to the foot with the moorings, as to attempt 

 to run them meant inevitably the loss of boats 

 and men. This job was accomplished, but 

 not without much difficulty. The foot of 

 these Falls was a famous trouting spot, so 

 S. decided to put in an hour there, while 

 we went on to Black Eattle a long, smooth, 

 deep pool at the head of a heavy fall. We 

 watched S. for a little time having fine sport 

 with those big speckled fellows, and then 

 moved on to our proposed fishing spot. This 

 was certainly a most attractive pool, and 

 looked as if there was fun ahead for us. Well, 

 I fished and continued fishing, my killing fly 

 seeming to be no better than the others. 

 The last one I tried was the Crow, jet black 

 with silver tinsel, but failed to start any, 

 so I laid my rod down, the fly still trailing, 

 while Sol was hauling up the anchor. Scarcely 

 had he drawn the boat a yard when up came 



