Old tried to call us from young. Latter
dived like fish. Caught one. Let it go again. We caught eighty-
one trout at last rapid in about an hour, mostly half-pounders;
fifteen about pounders, hung to smoke. Big feed for supper. Rest
for to-morrow. Rained good deal. Sat under drying stage with a
little fire, tarpaulin over us and had big supper - fried trout,
trout roe, loaf of bread, coffee. Last of coffee. Hate to see it
go. Little sugar left. A bit in morning and evening cups.
Friday, August 21st. - Rain all day. Wind changed to north, colder.
Portaged to little lake above camp. Found wigwams at each end of
portage. Looks like old Montagnais trail. Then more lakes and
short portages. Made 4 miles very easily, then, after pot of tea
and big trout feed, portaged 1 mile west to another little lake,
just over Height of Land. Our stream tumbles off the mountain, and
does not come from this last-named lake at all. Little 4-foot
ridge turns it. Went into camp very early, chilled through.
Saturday, August 22nd. - Portaged across Height of Land. Delighted
to find on end of lake to westward many Indian signs. Believe this
enters southeast bay of Michikamau, or a lake connected with it.
Rained hard by spells. West wind. Camped on island early in P.M.
after a very short march, to repair canoe, and to wait for head
wind to fall.
