238 SPORT AND TRAVEL 



in coming up with sound animals of this species once 

 they had been disturbed. We had actually been 

 plodding through the deep snow for six hours on the 

 tracks of this three-legged stag before we stood over 

 his carcass. He had luckily brought us on to the 

 side of the mountain overlooking the main valley of 

 the Stinking Water River, and we were only a short 

 distance in an aerial line from our camp ; but we had 

 a difficult and even a dangerous job to get the head 

 home, as we were separated from the valley by some 

 very precipitous rocky slopes. However, at last we 

 got down to the level ground, and crossing the river 

 finally reached camp just after dark. 



The next day I remained in camp during the morn- 

 ing, and skinned and prepared my wapiti heads. 

 In the afternoon I went down to the river with my 

 wife, and between us we caught a nice lot of trout. 

 I caught several beautiful fish, weighing about two 

 pounds apiece, with an artificial minnow, and I 

 noticed that they only went at the minnow 7 when the 

 sun was shining brightly, when of course it sparkled 

 and glittered as it was drawn through the water. As 

 long as the sun was obscured by clouds, they would 

 not look at the minnow. They always rose more 

 readily to flies, too, when the sun was shining brightly 

 than at any other time. There is, I am glad to be 

 able to say, a grand simplicity of character about the 

 Rocky Mountain trout, and an obvious belief that 

 things are really what they seem, qualities which 



