Bisbee daily review., 1909-08-20

brethren. and where, after summer spate, grilse or sea-trout sport and play. Such streams are to the angler a veritabie paradise. and. though most are preserved. some few are free to all
 Spey. Dee, Tay. and Tweed, the four principal salmon rivers of Scotland
 all receive numbers of these mountain streams throughout their course. and 1t is in a wet summer, such as We experienced last season, that the lat
 ter are seen at their best.
 Arrived at the river, the rods are
 put together and we prepare for ac
 ton. A tempting pool with foam
 fecked edges and long stretch oi rapid current at the tail lies before
 us. In an eddy. close to the rock, salmon filings himself, and grilse rof
 over lazily in the stream. It is now . question of tackle-of fly. minnow oi
 the humble worm; for the angler whe
 would fish these mountain stream, must suit his lure to the water, oi his creei will, be empty and his basket
 light Is sine" rising or falling. clear
 ing after a spate, high or low? Thif
 must be decided, and quickly, fo,
 time is precious and miles after miles
 of water lie before us. In this case
 "she" is running high. but falling, and the day is warm. Fly. then. Is oui
 choice. and the method which l should advise is this: A strong trout case for here fario is unsophisticated; two
 trout flies on the troopers and 2 griise fly on the tail. By this means We shall creel a basket of lusty trout and salmon or grilse may be ours as well. The writer personally carries g bag on these occasions. as basket
 large enough to take salmon Is some
 what cumbrous. A 12-foot trout rod , with plenty of backbone IS sufhcientl, 1, large, but a whippy one will be az 1 abomination should a wind arise. Il
 we have a companion we divide the water roughly into two sections. and part with mutual wishes for success | ful day. At the first cast we move a trout--a bonns pounder which dash es merrily across the stream. It' career is checked and brought to ! | summary close-the first fish O
 the day. At the tail of the poo 1 swirling boil greets the grilse fly al i, it scurries round with the current 4 | moment later we are racing madl, down stream, stumbling over rock
 and shallows; salmon this time. an' no small one, clean run from the sea He leaps madiy and tears back to tn pool when we feel an ominous check : and for a moment fear that one of tn | other flies is fast in stone or branct Happily our fears are unfounded; tn | fish is merely suhSing. gathering ene' | gy for another ran. At length he i
 oil again, boring slowly into tn . stream through the rough water at tn 1. head of the pool and into the shallow , above. Will the gut bear the strain
 It holds well and the fish rolls owe
 on his side. Cautiously he is draw towards an eddy, the gaff is slippe ! home and the prize is ours. A pip is lit and the game begins again; trot
 after trout is hooked, some killed an
 some lost, till the summer day draw towards a close. and the weight of th
 bag grows wearisome ere we for f gather to discuss the events of tf + day. And if, in winter evenings. Il ,sl memory of this day on . mountal . stream is recalled. who shall blau
 m if the salmon lost below the faI waxes larger by slow degrees?
 nI H. B. MAC PETERSON.