The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1919-08-14
FINS, FURS AND FEATHERS
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The Hood River Valley is in fair
way to duplicate in less sanguinary
fashion the w ar of the Roses. Here,
however, the bl0odless feud will be
known as 1.-The War of the Lakes.
Disputes are already on over the
features of beauty of Lost Lake, situ-
ated on the west base of Mount Hood.
and Badger Lake, lying in a remote
and inaccessible fold of the national
forest on the east side of the snow
peak. Which has the best fishing pools,
which is the clearest, which affords a
most appealing view of Mount Hood?
All of these points are being threshed
over by vacationists. Those who have
visited Badger Lake and who have
never seen Lost Lake are very sure
that no nook of all the Cascades can
equal it. And, they say, the Badger
Lake trout are the::gamest of all local
species. Lost Lake supporters make
similar claims for their favorite.
Lost Lake is fast being made access
ible by the construction of highway
from county roads through the national
forest in the southwestern part of the
county. Badger Lake is destined,
probably, to remain more inaccessible
to Hood River people. although it will
be brought into more prominence, when
the Loop Highway is built around the
east base of Mount Hood.
The latest boosters for Badger Lake
scenery and for the eag6rness of its
trout to take the fly, returned last
week from a vacation spent on its
shores. The men were Sheriff John
son, County Assessor Wickham, Deputy
Assessor Edick and W. b. North.
at is certainly a task getting into
the lake now, says Sheriff Johnson,
land We were fortunate in having Mr..
North along. He spent five years with
the forestry service and is an expert
at packing. We thought that we had
already Travelled over impossible trails
when we reached Frog Lake, smaller
pool higher up the mountain side.
From Lookout mountain it appeared as
if one might toss a rock from Frog
lake down into Badger. When we
reached the former we found the other
crystal depths at least mile away and
straight down hill. We finally arrived.
over logs and through fallen trees.
How we did it | do not know. did
not believe Mr.. North would ever get
the pack horses over, but he was very
patient and persevering.
but all of our discomforts of travel
were well rewarded. have never seen
more eager fish than those trout of
Badger lake. On the first day out,
when wind was whipping the surface
Of the lake. tossed my fly into pool,
and big one rushed it. missed him,
but tried again in fact | was too en-
thusiastic. swished my steel rod so
hard that | snapped it half in two.
After that | fshed with the top end,
and caught the fish as fast as | could
cast. had three flies on my leader,
and repeatedly caught three fish. If
you do not believe it is exciting, Just
get three 10 inch trout on rod. The
Jagged ends of that broken rod almost
ruined my hand, but | was so excited
that | did not notice the lacerations
until had finished my catch.
The men declare Lookout mountain a
wonderful place for scenic outlook.
From its elevation, where a ranger 8
observation house has been erected
one is able to see the green and golden
fields of Wasco county. The ranger s
trail up to the lookout house winds its
way up the peak by innmuersble zig
zags out in the sides.