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FROM THE KEMFPTVILLE district comes the release of an N amendment to one phase of the Department of Lands and| Weill things are shaping up Forests regulation on shooting from power boats whith reads;| nyesty good around the club *Migratory birds may be shot from a power t if the power boat is beached, at anchor, fastened b&'fltin or house, and it should not be too tied immediately alongside of any type of fixed hunting |long before aHl the sought ::nd". f t w\ after improvements are finishâ€" is is a change long needed. A very few game overseers attempt to enforce the old regulation which forbid ‘hunting ed. There still ":‘: tex ;:: from any power boat or sail boat. A virtual impossibility,| JObe to be done any he for almost every hunter‘s boat is now equipped with an outâ€" | the members can give will be board motor. _ _ R preatly â€" appreciated, please Even the amendmeént leaves many hunters in the position of breaking the law to some extent. The word "fixed" is used in describing the blind, which means that the old â€"regulatâ€" ion would still apply to the hunter that pulled into some bullrushes for cover. Even though he is as completely imobâ€" ilized as is the hunter in a regular blind, he still is breaking the law inasmuch as his blind in not "fixed". â€" FOR SEVERAL DAYS of this past week, Hal Beaupre and yours truly, made life for Shooâ€"Fly trout as miserable as possible. The weather did the same for us. 4 However, the law as far as it goes is a definite improveâ€" ment on the old one. Maybe next year the powers that be will see fit to take the few remaining knots out of this regâ€" One or two trout fell to our streamer flies almost every evening, but Saturday when we switched our scene of operatâ€" ion from Shooâ€"Fly lake to Sandplane lake, we nearly missed out,entirely, with Hal. pulling the fat out of the fire by takâ€" ing our lone trout for the day, after it became so dark that J nearly knocked it off the hook trying to net it. Mist wes still rising from the water as our outboard pushed us steadily towards the section we wanted to fish at the rorth end of the lake. Arriving, we started in immediateâ€" ly to throw our flies into what I had named three years before, the Glory Hole. This particular section is formed by springs eoming from the bottom of Shooâ€"Fly and creating deep and shallow spots with a fair amount of deep water. vegetation. Fresh water shrimp, darter minnows and crayfish abound in thisâ€"secti our Babylon flies were a good imitation ulation. Just to show that he had built his confidence to a new all time high, the next morning when we went out early because it was our last day, he took only his fly rod, leaving his spinning equipment sitting in the boathouse with mine. . 3 I don‘t know how big he is, but I‘m going to make an honest effort to find out. I know where he hangs out now and every trip to Shooâ€"Fly will see me spending at least some time on his doorstep. If I‘m ever luckÂ¥ enough to hook him again . . . things are going to be different . . . I hope. _ of the minnows and were also ta feeding on the crabs. â€". C As the shadow was deepest on the east shore, we moved so that we might fish it before the sun got above the trees. Here we managed to lose several flies on the logs, but didn‘t connect with a trout until we were nearly ready to move back to the Glory Hole. Then on a long cast between two logs, the fly hung up solidly. It felt like a log and I described my fix to Hal, in rather lurid laniuage. Hal. just started to ask me if I wanted to move the boat when the "log" came to life and started at a ponderous gait down along the shoreline. It was just like hooking a bulldozer. The fish never hurâ€" ried. He acted as though he was a little annoyed but not at :ll worried. I think he had been through the same business beâ€" ore. "Back us up into deeper water," I told Hal. He did, but it didn‘t help matters at» all. Our monster speckle ploughed right ahead until he came to where a tangle of logs and branches rested on the bottom. Here he g'oc_eeded to stitch my leader and line so tightly through the wooden booby trap, that I had to break my new torpedo head line to get anything back. y » \ Incidentally we wound up our fishing trip in a blaze of glory by taking three monster speckles on three casts, the afternoon of our last day. Hal. latched into the first one, a ,beautiful male fish glowing like a jewel in his spawning colnurs. bi%e.e. . he was huge. + . ing Hal. poised with net in hand, the fish decidm was enough and left for the other side of the lake. F. ly, I had plenty of backing and ten minutes later, the fish and I were still at it. Mal. sat back down on the seat to wait out the fight, but he didn‘t let go of the net. The fish had a cute habit of standing on his head and then with a flourish of his big square tail, he would go shooting across the surface of the water. Not speckled trout taetics ) Just to show that he really had started to "smell like a fish", Hal. made three casts and made connections with about a fourâ€"pound speckle. He finally landed the fish although his legs were shaking so hard that at times I doubted his mastery of the situation (he was the boy who wouldn‘t shake at all when fighting a big trout). 1 y Before Hal. could get the anchor up, the big fish had stripped most of my remaining torpedo head line from the reel and was working on the backing. .. °_ T‘ve had hold of speckles that I know would go between eight and ten pounds, but nothing like this one. â€" o Vaiting only long enough to remove the hook and kill the fish, 1 dropped my next cast where the rise had been. The fly had only settled a couple of feet when a fish took it . . . . hard j the‘!ight rod. J s "I don‘t think he‘s too big. He‘s just trying to show off," I told him. C 1 , Aften netting the fish I left Harold to retreive his fl{ from its jaw and fired out a cast on the other side of the boa No sooner had my fly landed, than there was boil on the water as a large trout rose off the bow of the boat. Stripping line as fast as possible to cast to the rise, 1 was suddenly halted when a fish smashed into my fly. We went round and round for a few minutes and Hal. scooped the fish into the landing net. _ _ A * yoi hk e CA ts The fish must have heard me, for he allowed himself to be drawn over near the boat so we cotfd see him. He wasn‘t ow big is he?" Hal. asked, as the fish tore savagely at by Herb Smith _ Canada THE WATERLOO (Ontario) CHRONICLE WATERLOO Â¥Finally he started to tire, but still remained stwbborn enough to avoid the net. Then in a last effort, he rolled himself in the leader and in so doing wrapped it tightly oround his gill covers, We brought him in sideways and Hal. slid the net undeér a very tired fish. Two feet of speckled trout is a lot f’fifihmm-ashadebefierthanumapdm This ended our fishing trip. It was one of the best either of us had had, even though we had to wait about seven hours that night for our train. i . the members can give will be greatly appreciated, please contact Walter Heldman, your property committee chairman. ‘The Zone 6 Annaal Oonâ€" vention of the Federation of Anglers and Hunters is being held in Windsor on Sept. 21st and 22nd Any members of the club who have their Feâ€" deration books to sell, please try and do so before this date, in order that the books can be ‘turned in at the convenâ€" tion. B _ While on the subject of books, how are those ~crow shoot tickets selling? If you have sold all your tickets, Donnie Moser has a few more he will gladly give you to sell, after all the more we sell the more â€" successful the â€" crowâ€" shoot will be. By the way in case you might have forgotten, the trout season closes in another three weeks, and reports from the fishing contest chairman would seem to indicate, that there are not many trout enâ€" tered in the contest as yet. What say some of your memâ€" Teddy Neil your entertainâ€" ment chairman is planning season closes? of those lunkers before <the WATERLOO ROD And GUN CLUB ANNUAL CROW SHOOT SEPT. 25 â€" 28 S U P P O R T (Continued on Page 7) JOHN LABATT LIMITED CONSERV ATION «CLUB NEWS by Fredie Shanks i things are shaping up This C * f‘netovc one WWe Community By n nv | HEY BOSS, WATIT! | ATTEND THE USED CAR LOT 380 King St. N. 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