Fooling Another Foxy Fish 



time fishing with the floating lure, and 

 so I hurried back to the stream early 

 in May, fully intending that this trip 

 should be devoted exclusively to prac- 

 tice with the dry-fly. The results 

 were neither good nor bad; the fish- 

 ing seemed to be poor that week, and 

 I used the wet fly and the dry-fly al- 

 ternately, fortune favoring one about 

 as much as the other. I performed 

 one surprising feat, however, with the 

 floating fly that I have always at- 

 tributed to amazing good luck rather 

 than to particularly good management. 

 It was well known to local and visiting 

 anglers that a large trout occupied an 

 almost impregnable position in the 

 upper part of a long pool above a dam, 

 and it had been considered impossible 

 to reach it with any known lure, with- 

 out giving it previous warning of dan- 

 ger. It could not be cast for from 



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