114 TROUT LORE 



Michigan trout stream, one that empties into a 

 small lake, which in turn disembogues into a 

 river that finds its tortuous way into Lake 

 Superior. Needless to add, the little stream was 

 a good trout stream. One day I followed down 

 to the lake and, with the spirit of youth strong 

 upon me, built a raft and floated out upon the 

 quiet bosom of the little forest-environed body 

 of water. I had no bait and the fish would not 

 look at my flies it was midday and the sun very 

 bright so I baited up with a trout eye, put on 

 a sinker a single split shot and let my hook 

 down to the bottom. What sport I had for half 

 an hour! Those fish were feeding all right and 

 in the time mentioned I had taken all that I had 

 any right to, pound fish every one. Would they 

 have taken worms with the same eagerness? Of 

 course I do not know, but undoubtedly they 

 would, for they were hungry and too lazy to seek 

 food on the surface. 



