The sun., 1918-08-25
Is FISHING GOOD
IN ACKNOWLEDGES?
Brook Trout for Every Meal ;
Bass Repay Surprise Bug
by Smashing 5 OF. Rod.
FLANNEL SHIRT JOYS

By oRLgf o. TURTLE.
Is the fishing good in the Adiron-
dacks?
Well. come with Doc and mo on this
trip and you that have travelled the
that It Is. I will describe as briefly
as possible this little trip we took from
our camp on Fourth Lake to Shallow
Lake, one OF the more secluded waters
OF the woods.
We left Bay View Camp at the foot
OF Fourth Lake in our guide boat, with
provisions for three or four days. At
0 o'clock we started to row to the head
OF the lake. Just now this lake has
the appearance OF a city, but there Is
good fishing to be had In every one Of
the Fulton Chain of Lakes Just the
same.
The view Of the surrounding noun
tains OF Fourth Lake is hard to beat.
We ran through the inlet to Fifth Lake.
carried 20 Sixth and rowed again
through Sixth and Seventh Lakes with
the ever changing scenes Of mountains
and the beautiful. green's OF forest foliage
our only company.
Then we carried to Eighth Lake
where there are no camps and the wild
life dominates The deer have trimmed
the cedar trees to an even height, feed
ing in winter from the Ice! Many tour
lists ask why do they trim the cedar
trees here?" but their question can be
answered only by the deer.
From the head Of this lake we car
ried to Browns Tract Inlet and we
ran up this winding stream to Big
Browns Tract Lake, which Is as pretty
as any solitary lake could be. We
could have found good fishing there.
for 1t is the home Of many elusive
brook trout and Is seldom frequented
by man.
futile Devil Bug for Bass.
From there to our destination, Shall
low Lake. was our hardest carry. The
hike was not more than two miles long
but 1t extended through unbroken forest
and over very rough ground. We ar
rived at the gem Of all woods lakes at
J o'clock and prepared shelter before
We started out to angle for the evening
meal.
Doc says. 81 should like a few fish
for supper" SO we strung up our fly
rods and set out. In Just one hour
afterward We returned with eight fine
bass. They were soon in the frying
pan. and with the bacon, fried potatoes,
coffee and biscuits cooked in woods
style they would give an appetite to
any man. The dishes were done up with
Old Sol going to rest for the night
and soon was coming the ideal time for
casting.
We had a little surprise for his lord
ship Mr.. Bass. the futile Devil Bug.
1t was new to this lake. and the way
those old bronze backs smashed that
bug would thrill an oldtimer to his
hearts content. We hooked and brought
to the boat many beautiful bass. care
fully unlocking them and returning
them to the water. We returned to
camp at 10 o'clock. two happy and
tired men.
The next morning. long before the sun
appeared. we caught enough brook trout
for every meal while there, and, after
eating a real breakfast cooked over an
open fire. we spent most Of the day ex-
ploring and resting.
But the old mossbacks were Docs
hobby. and we waited until the shades
OF evening fell across the bosom Of one
OF Gods gems. setting beyond the virgin
forest. Doc cast in the shady hooks of
a broken rock
Five Ounce Fly Rod Smashed,
There was splash, and as Doc
slammed the hook home, a beautiful five
FOUNDER cleared the water over a rock
several feet across in his mad rush for
deep water. The buzz of the reel and
the swish Of the line as II cut the water
brought the red blood of the flannel shirt
man to quickening pace.
The battle lasted fifteen minutes, and
to our sorrow Docs rod was not ade-
quate to combat the bass of Shallow
Lake. 1t looked like thirty cents when
the battle was ended.
1t was on the third cast after landing
the first beauty that Doc sat In a game
with an old 'he whopper" and he PLAYED
a stiff game. The sky was the limit as
he broke his opponent Docs fly rod and
rushed TO the deep waters to nurse a
sore Jaw.
We found that our fly rods were not
the thing for these old mossbacks. AS
1t seemed. the night was only for the
kings of the lake. We had fifty strikes
and forty fights with these small mouth
bass.
The rock formation is broken and
Jagged just beneath the surface OF the
water You can take 1t from me,
Brother Sportsman, that no five ounce
fly rod will take these game fms away
from their fighting grounds to deep
water before they cut your line in a
rock pocket and make good their get
away. But the thrills and excitement of
one night of this fishing are fit for the
keenest OF anglers.
Next morning We caught enough bass
to bringIhome. We also got a nice mess
of brook trout and II was with deep re-
grets that we left this fisherman's para
disc. Doc had to go back to the hustle
of city life. but, believe me, he went
back without the tired lines of business
on his face. and with a determination
to spend a week at Shallow Lake again
next year. He is always welcome 10
come back to the flannel shirt days in
the Adirondacks and Gods country