194 SPORT IN NEWFOUNDLAND 



land which separated the main pond from the 

 smaller arm. The ground was sandy and dry, 

 firewood abundant, and a brilliant sun was 

 shining over the glassy lake, the shores of 

 which were densely wooded. Packing was 

 done with for the time, two canoes, which 

 enabled us to travel in comfort, were lying 

 pulled up on the sandy beach, and the caribou 

 grounds were a couple of days ahead. What 

 more could a hunter's heart desire. No more 

 letters would be received, no news from the 

 outside world for at least a month, only the 

 joy of solitude in communion with nature, a 

 joy which once experienced can never be for- 

 gotten. In the rush and turmoil of life which 

 was to come, when my holiday was over, I 

 could at least have the memories of the happy 

 time now before me to look back on. 



The men all turned up in good time in the 

 afternoon, so I tried the lake and got three 

 trout about half-a-pound each on the minnow. 

 After an excellent dinner we were soon sleeping 

 the sleep of the just, with roaring fires in front 

 of my tent and the men's fly. 



