2J20 THROUGH CANADA 



hills well coated with thick brushwood. Lurking 

 shadows play about their shoulders, and over their 

 summit the snow-clad heights of the Selkirk 

 Mountains flash and sparkle. A quail rises on the 

 banks of the river, and flies at a pace that gives this 

 bird, almost extinct in England, a valued place 

 amongst American winged game. It slows off half- 

 way across the water, but the impetus has been so 

 great that the wings do not flap until it drops into 

 cover on the opposite bank. 



Coquitlam River is the nearest of any importance 

 to the sea, east of Westminster. It, too, is a tributary 

 of the Eraser, and flows from Coquitlam Lake, only 

 a few miles' distance from the main river. Whilst it 

 is scarcely equal to the Stave or Harrison from an 

 angling point of view, it holds a high place amongst 

 the sporting rivers of the province. The lure in- 

 tended for the smaller game is often taken by big 

 fish, and a valuable addition is made to the basket. 



At Vancouver the salmon angler again can mount 

 his trolling rod and enjoy good sport in the Narrows, 

 where the Pacific sweeps in at full tide. There the 

 peaceful harbour, sheltered by mountain and forest, 

 affords anchorage to the great ocean steamers which 

 sail to the Orient. 



The novelty of rod-fishing for salmon in the open 

 Pacific was so unique that I embarked on the ex- 

 pedition with keen interest. 



The difficulty in Vancouver is to find a boatman 



