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of lack of water—rather the reverse. The danger is 
that the stock of winter snows may be used up without 
regard to economy—that is, from the salmon-fisher’s 
point of view. Thus, if the sun blazes forth like a fiery 
furnace in early June, the melting snows come down in 
one great tearing flood all that month and leave no 
further supplies to replenish the stream during July 
and August. 
The Evanger is only short—some eight miles from 
Voss-lake to Evanger—but it is a big river; too big, 
in a general way, for fly-fishing. Yet the configuration 
of its banks happen to have produced several excellent 
fly-casting pools; while others have been formed by the 
construction of artificial shelters in the midst of what 
would otherwise have been useless rapids. 
Our experience last year was very short—from June 
10 th till 20th—and during those ten days we had the 
river in high flood, the result of intense heat, melting 
the snows above. The crack pool of Saghoug had 
temporarily ceased to exist, the casting-stages being 
submerged full three feet beneath a raging Hood, and 
the whole river resembling a seething cataract rather 
than angling water. 
Salmon-fishing under such conditions seemed hope¬ 
less—the very attempt savoured of ignorance; yet, at 
eleven o’clock on our first evening, harling the long flat 
below Kvile-Kval, I hooked a “big un.” This fish 
took a four-inch brown phantom thirty yards below : 
but in less than three seconds was alongside—between 
boat and oar-point. Seeing the dip of the oar, he shot 
beneath our keel. These were bold tactics, but I rose 
to the occasion, and by plunging the rod deep under, 
