THE BIG SALMON AT MIDDLE CAMP 83 



the morning, my friends going up-stream 

 to Tracadie after wishing me good luck with 

 the big fish. 



I fished the pools above the Camp in the 

 morning and left 424 for the evening's fish- 

 ing. I had the same trouble my friend had 

 encountered the night before. The long 

 line bothered me and I felt that the motion 

 of the fly was not as it should be, for the 

 weight of the line prevented the proper ac- 

 tion I desired. Late in the evening, some 

 distance above where I had seen the big fish 

 rise, I hooked a fine fighting fish that 

 weighed 33 pounds, and was greatly pleased 

 with my success, but shortly after landing 

 from the canoe I saw the giant again, still 

 hunting bubbles. It was too dark by this 

 time to continue to fish with any pleasure. 



The following day I fished down-stream 

 and rested 424. I took two salmon in Big 

 Camp Pool, 24 and 21 pounds in weight, 

 and on my return to Middle Camp watched 

 the big fish for half an hour. He was tak- 

 ing his usual exercise, rising about every six 



