2i8 WHAT I HAVE SEEN WHILE FISHING 



my lot, and when I caught sight of the Rocky, and 

 remembered that the same water would suit the 

 pool below, I was delighted with my chances. I 

 started work, as I have advised my readers, above 

 the highest overhanging rock, and at my third cast 

 a fish came up out of the deep water almost at my 

 feet, missed the bait, and refused all my subsequent 

 offers, no matter the colours or shape. 



I worked carefully to the tail, and was then 

 rewarded by seeing the even flow of my line across 

 the stream retarded, and knowing that my bait was 

 well above the stones and rocks, I struck and held 

 tightly. There was a tug, a rush and a leap, after 

 which I coaxed him back up into the deeper part 

 to kill and land him there, so as to keep the tail 

 of the pool quiet that there might be a prospect 

 of getting his mate. 



I was rewarded for taking this care. After a 

 few casts a little above I threw to the spot which 

 would cause my bait to come just over the sunken 

 rock. Again my line tightened, and an almost 

 similar result followed, even to the leaping of the 

 fish. I was not quite so successful in getting him 

 quickly up-stream, but I had got my second nice 

 fish. 



At the head of Lime Kiln Pool, and at its 

 narrowest part, where it is necessary to keep your 

 bait well up and almost in sight, I saw the wave of 

 a following fish, and, of course, I continued the 

 draw exactly as it was going before I had seen 



