AND HOW I HAVE CAUGHT MY FISH 251 



CHAPTER VII. 



THE PULPIT POOL WATCHING THE SALMON TEMPTING 

 SHY FISH. 



FISH love Glenlyon Pass with its narrow, deep and 

 eddying pools, some of which are very deep and 

 in which the water has burrowed far from sight 

 underneath the rocks. Here the salmon dwell 

 secure from frost and ice during the uncertain 

 month of February, and it is sometimes well into 

 March before they will finally leave these haunts to 

 venture their journey to the broader and shallower 

 pools above, by which time they are, perhaps, quite 

 tired of minnow lures, but are ripe and ready 

 victims awaiting the coming of the skilful fly 

 fisher. 



One of the great charms of the river is the ever- 

 varying rotation in which it brings the different 

 pools into ply. For instance, a spate that would 

 cause a six foot rise in the pass and rob you of 

 most, or, at any rate, many, of your chances here is 

 sufficient to give only a lively swirl to the pools 

 below. 



One peep at the river is enough for an old 

 stager to decide him as to which way to face. If it 



