. Rod and gun . s only gave zest to the jour-ney and what mattered it that the handswere torn or the shoulders ached so longas the heart felt light and the spiritfree? Nobody noticed the hard-goingand we went on our way care-free andhappy. Arriving at the shore we found thatZane had prepared the boat for sailingand leaving him to carry the things a-board, went back for another load. Thepacks were all on board by noon andsoon after we set sail for the sceneof the first weeks camp. Our destina-tion was the mouth of a small streamabout five miles down the Inlet, fromwhere we intended to make dail
. Rod and gun . s only gave zest to the jour-ney and what mattered it that the handswere torn or the shoulders ached so longas the heart felt light and the spiritfree? Nobody noticed the hard-goingand we went on our way care-free andhappy. Arriving at the shore we found thatZane had prepared the boat for sailingand leaving him to carry the things a-board, went back for another load. Thepacks were all on board by noon andsoon after we set sail for the sceneof the first weeks camp. Our destina-tion was the mouth of a small streamabout five miles down the Inlet, fromwhere we intended to make daily excur-sions up and down the coast and to theneighboring islands. The voyage down was full of inlet twists and turns and is dottedwith islets so that we never knew whatwould be in store for us around the nextcorner. Mink were plentiful along theshores and we wasted many a bullet try-ing to hit them, but our shots all wentwide—and we did not care. We werenot there to hunt or fish but just to loaf,. 1, At Breakiast. In the background is seen the head ofSaanich Inlet, known as the best salmon trout fishingwater in British Columbia. Author on the left, justabout to help himself to bacon and beans. 2. A Pleasant Game of Bridge. A high wind was blow-ing at the time and soon afterwards the tent wasblown down. This was the only suitable campingground on either side for five miles. The precipitousnature of the shores of Saanich Inlet can be and when we did go out with rod or gunit was because at the time it seemed themost pleasant method of idling awayan hour. Once as we rounded a pointa deer ran up from the water and stoodon the top of a rock about fifty yardsdistant gazing down upon us. It wasa magnificent buck with sides of a brick-red colour and a huge spread of camera not being loaded and deerout of season we had to let him go un-molested. Sometimes a seal popped upa hundred yards ahead or to the sideof the boat and the sail was hurriedlyswu
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