94 AN ANGLER'S HOURS v 



August day ought to satisfy any one. I 

 remember once filling a big creel as full as 

 it would hold on such a day in a little 

 backwater about a mile long. In size it 

 was no more than a brook, but every hole 

 displayed two or three chub lying on the 

 surface. The backwater possessed an in- 

 valuable series of bushes along its banks, and 

 by creeping from bush to bush I could 

 catch a chub in every few yards. The fish 

 fought as well as trout, and I got broken up 

 several times by their getting round stumps 

 and under roots. I have never enjoyed a 

 day more. Oddly enough, though I have 

 fished that backwater several times since I 

 have hardly caught anything there, which 

 is probably due to the fact that I have never 

 again been fortunate enough to go there on 

 a really hot day. This, among other reasons, 

 has brought me to the conclusion that the 

 hotter the weather the better it is for 

 stalking chub. 



This mode of fishing naturally recalls the 

 methods of dry-fly fishing for trout. It is 

 not necessary to fish so fine, and it does not 

 much matter whether the fly be dry or wet 

 (sometimes the dry fly works wonders with 



