AND HOW I HAVE CAUGHT MY FISH 233 



Sir Donald Currie has recently purchased the 

 Chesthill Estate, which adjoins his Glenlyon and 

 Garth estates, thus extending his fishing rights for 

 many miles farther up the Glen. These fishing 

 rights he has given to his tenant of the Fortingall 

 Hotel for the use of visitors. Sir Donald has 

 decided that the keepers shall no longer be allowed 

 to fish, so those who thought they had reason to 

 complain of their doing so have had their objection 

 removed ; and, in addition, there are now miles 

 more of water over which they can roam after the 

 coveted salmon, or the weighty trout of the River 

 Lyon. 



THE LITTLE-LADDER POOL. 



The little ladder which gives this pool its name, 

 takes you down the face of the rock some ten feet 

 and lands you on a half-round ledge where there is 

 just room to stand ; and, when there, you have the 

 appearance of exactly fitting in with Nature's inten- 

 tions, filling a void. 



The rather giddy height from which you are 

 to fish has peculiar effects on some people, one 

 instance of which will be sufficient, although I could 

 relate many. 



The fisherman followed his gillie to the top of 

 the ladder and backed down without the slightest 

 hesitation, in a manner which implied oh, this is 

 nothing to me ; but when he turned round and 

 caught sight of the water some thirty feet imme- 



