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and you stroll into them and trace up the rich 

 odor of the leaves, that, when crushed, fill the 

 air with incense. 



Indeed, it is not all fishing, or salmon, or 

 trout, when you are on a fishing trip around 

 Monterey, as there are many allurements that 

 keep you, ashore, away from the water, which 

 is well, as one may even have too much of salmon 

 fishing. 



Then there is Capitola, on the opposite side 

 of the bay, and Santa Cruz, at the foot of the 

 splendid mountains of the same name. At all 

 these places hotels or inns are found directly 

 on the coast, and a fleet of boats to take the 

 anglers out. I found them all equally inviting 

 and different. 



One summer I made my headquarters at Del 

 Monte and fished the Carmelo, a trout stream a 

 few miles distant. About fifteen miles from the 

 sea, at Los Laurelles, was a little inn from which 

 I could reach the trout stream in ten minutes, 

 and following this radiant stream down to the 

 mission I looked out on the smooth Pacific, and 

 the finest salmon fishing on the coast. So with 

 the aid of a team one can fish for trout one day 

 and salmon the next, but if we are after salmon 

 alone we remain at the attractive town of Del 

 Monte, which is only comparable to a beauti- 

 ful English estate where age has left its imprint 

 in big trees. The wharf of the town reaches far 

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