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THE OREGON SPORTSMAN 



BEAUTIFUL LAKE O'DELL 



One of Oregon's Wonderful Playgrounds — Where the Scenery is Grand and 



the Angler Need Not Bother About a Six-inch Rule, for the 



Rainbow Are Big Ones 



fairly whizzed, they had up such speed. I grabbed my gun and fired 

 two shots, but no ducks came down. I had shot behind. Hugh had 

 better luck. He fired one shot and killed two ducks. He said he was 

 making up for the poor shooting he did the day before. 



We soon came to Timber Island, at the upper end of which was a 

 big rapid. It sounded big, but it was so foggy we could not see much 

 of it. Hugh was ahead, so he started over and soon disappeared in the 

 fog. I waited till I thought he had time to get out of my way, then I 

 started. It was much rougher than I expected. I had to dodge to miss 

 the rocks, my boat took water pretty fast, but it was soon over. I 

 found Hugh at the bank bailing water out of his boat. 



About 9 A. M. we arrived at the mouth of Little Canyon, where 

 we loaded our bedding, fishing tackle and provisions, and started on. 

 The river was very shallow here. There were several small islands 

 with shallow channels between, making it hard to tell which one to 

 take. Hugh started down a channel near the middle of the river and 

 I took one near shore. It appeared to be deep enough to take a boat, 

 but I was soon disappointed, for the channel forked in several places. 

 The water was swift, making it hard to turn back, so I went ahead. I 

 had to wade and drag my boat, which was no easy job. After a half 

 hour's hard work I got back into the main river again. At noon we 

 stopped on an island and cooked our dinner — our first square meal. 

 We were about starved. 



We passed Kellogg about 5 P. M. Darkness came on before we 

 reached the place where we intended to camp for the night. But we 

 kept going and after traveling about an hour and a half, we came to 

 the place, landed on a gravel bar, unloaded our boats, built a fire out 

 of drift wood and soon had supper ready. We went to bed early. 

 Making beds on this trip was an easy job, as we had folding cots. 



