8 4 Life in the Open 



of New York, the cafion streams will be running full, 

 and the angler will have to wait for the falling of the 

 waters, but if the fall has been normal (eighteen or 

 twenty inches), good sport may be had in all the streams 

 from San Luis Obispo to San Diego. 



Southern California in summer has to some a forbid- 

 ding appearance. The flowers have gone, the sunlit 

 hills are dry, and the greens have become browns and 

 grays of many tints, yet all attractive and appealing to 

 the lover of colour. The great vineyards are green, 

 the groves of lowland oaks, as at Arcadia, Pasadena, 

 and La Manda, in the San Gabriel Valley, the Ojai, and 

 similiar localities, are ever green, but the open, tilted 

 mesas, except where covered with chaparral, are brown 

 and gray ; and the streams, patches of white sand and 

 polished gravel, lie blazing in the sun, certainly not sug- 

 gestive of trout, rod, or reel. But these California rivers 

 are flowing, seeping on beneath the ground, and by 

 tracing them to the founts from which they come the 

 caftons of the Sierra Madre, the Santa Ynez, and other 

 ranges the angler finds himself in another world, the 

 home of the rainbow trout. 



The Sierra Madre face the sea in Southern Califor- 

 nia. At Santa Barbara a range the Santa Ynez 

 almost reaches it. The Sierra Santa Monica rano- e 

 leaps into the ocean, and to pass the beach the angler 

 enters through a natural arch of conglomerate. From 

 here the main range retreats, forms the background of 

 the San Fernando and San Gabriel valleys, the valley 



