The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1922-08-03
FREDRICY TELLS
OF FISHIN' TRIPS

I He doesn't knock his fellow men,
8 Or harb0r any grudges then;
: A fellers' at his finest when
Out fishin.
} The rich are comrade to the poor,
Out fishin'
J All brothers of common lure,
? Out fishin.
The urchin with the pin and string
Can chum with millioniares an king:
Vain pride is a forgotten thing,
Out fshin.
A feller's glad to be friend,
: Out fshin';
A helpin' hand he'll always lend,
, Out fshin'.
The brotherhood of rod and line
And sky an stream is always fine
Men come real close to Gods design,
Out fishin.
| A feler isn't plotting schemes,
Out fishin';
He's only busy with his dreams,
Out fishin'.
His livery is a coat of tan,
His creed-to do the best he can;
A feller's always mostly man,
Out fishin'.
The Pacific Northwest as a whole is
a fisherman's paradise, Hood River
county being the most wonderful from
the fact that all the streams head in
| Hood River county and empty into the
Columbia in Hood River county. High
mountains TO the east and west with
majestic Hood at the southern extrem-
| ity, make us a community all to our
aoIn unit he. I'll ~ -
River Highway by auto, the Union Pa
cific System by rail and the Columbia
river by water.
We have a very active game associa. |
tion, incorporated as the Hood River |
County Game Protective Association, |
with a membership of 270. The asso- |
citation was organized in 1907 and since |
that time up to few years ago their |
entire energy was devoted to stocking
the streams with game fish, the fields
with game birds and assisting the
State GameR RCommission in apprehend-
ing violators. Today our streams are
abundantly supplied with fish and our
fields with birds. Quail and China
pheasants are plentiful throughout the
valley. In the hills we have the ma
tive pheasant and grouse, deer, bear
and few elk, some cougars and bob
cats. The game association a few
years ago decided to take an active
part in the development of our natural
resources, and began an agitation for
roads to reach our scenic assets.
Splendid results were obtained. We
enjoyed the whole-hearted cooperation
Of our Commercial Club, the Game !
the local United States
Forestry Department officials and our
county officials and we fatter our ,
selves that this cooperation exists to-
lay just as srtong as on the day of its 6
inception.
Summer is now here. the snow on
he lower mountains will soon dsap-
,ear, and the rhododendron and Mount
Hood lilies will be in bloom all around ;
he base of the majestic mountain, the 7
hrubs and bushes will be in their q
resh new attire. 1t is then that we
will step on the button and dodge"
'ut through the thousands of acres of ?
richards, in the wee sma' hours Of the !
norm, when the dew is on the bushes Y
md sparkle like millions of diamonds y
n the glare of our hghts--on through I
he logged off land--through the rock u
ibbed canyon into the forest primeval, a
mong the rugged hills, covered with =
owering trees, just as God built them. y
We hurry along because we want to u
each certain murmuring brook be.
ore sun-up and make camp. There is u
ne of the most wonderful scenes in I
he world to be witnessed. We want o.
} see it. and never tire watching the 81
olorful panorama camp is made just q
} deep purple glow appears in the re
ar east heralding the dawn of another ~
ay-and we hasten to the vantage 70
pint where Mount Hood looms in bold al
lief. The purple hue is gradually III
lrning to pink, then shafts of goldas or
gh intermingle with the pink and we 10
ateh the crest of Mount Hood and ca
'on there appears the globe of light
the uppermost pinnacle glistening m
Se a great arc lamp, signaling the OF
,proach of day. We stand enthralled 10
I'd watch the shadows as they silently IN
cede to the canyons below. The ~
rds begin to twitter and call, then IN
2 hear another song, -o-o-h-e-e en-
u guys c'mon, brekfust is ready" +" ac'
he cook is not a darned bit senti- pr
entail. He came out to fish. Break ma
st disposed of and couple sand str
ches apiece prepared for the noon ha
sal, we get our rods, shoulder our nv
sels. strap on the little black coffee a
{ and proceed to wend our way down oui
Q sides of the canyon discussing on ad'
2 way down just what flies we will mes
I out. One fellow is going to string Wh
a grey haekle with yellow body, an ma
Ter a coachman and still another eve
the other member is bait alls
IN and he has an assortment of angle v
rms, canned salmon eggs, etc. We OF
ally reach the floor of the canyon Del
ere the cellar, sparkling. cold wa our
3 rush by, and set up the rods. emo
ing on the flies, then select a sun peo
;ked pool upon which the shadows Inc
ice 10 and fro, cast out fiy on the tive
icing surface and stand alert, tense. eisr
lectant. There is a fash, strike FOX
then the battle and finally a mn
ckled beauty is landed, and then OIL
hat you get him on, Fred?" to wea
lch | reply. Grey hackle with a MD
low body" and just about that ~
e, Whoop-e-e, got peach on the lhui
Gilman. Then from the other d. iam
tion, Gosh all Friday: they don't dulf
m TO want professor. Say Fred, whi'
D me one Of those grey hackles; / Der
q eoachman myself" and 80 we 20 II G
n pool to pool until the shadows be- natl
60 creep into the canyon, then we Otto
{ for the camp. Fire is built-ere dive
! the fragrant aroma of boiling sent
ee Is waited upon the cool breeze. unaf
D the appetizing fragrance Of fry Onu
bacon. Then we sit down 10 a
] ft for the most exalted-coffee.
Jn, trout fried in bacon grease, and
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