As Lord Pelton sprang out he explained his sensation.
“Strangely enough,” he said, “my first feeling was one of safety. But the peculiar3 sensation was that of wind all around me; a breeze that seemed to come from nowhere. My face was in a strong breeze that never ceased. In a balloon, you feel as if the earth is dropping below you. In the a?roplane there was the sensation of climbing. The earth did not take on the appearance of a hollow dish with the horizon reaching up like the rim4 of a bowl. After a few hundred feet all the crudities of the earth[200] were lost. Like the broad effects of a fine painting the land greeted the eye as a picture. I was not frightened.”
“What altitude did you reach?” asked Captain Ludington.
“I meant to stick to the five hundred foot level,” answered Frank, “but Lord Pelton asked me to go higher. We reached the height of fifty-two hundred feet.”
“The sun was sinking behind the next range of mountains,” explained Lord Pelton, “and we kept on going up to keep it in sight. After it was dark in the valley we could have read a newspaper. It was just like stealing daylight—great.”
The boys were pleased because they could see that Lord Pelton’s enthusiasm was having its influence on Mr. Mackworth and Captain Ludington, and they hoped it would have a similar effect on “Grizzly” Hosmer and Sam Skinner.
Hosmer was off with the wagons5 early the next morning. Sam Skinner, Mr. Mackworth and his guests did not get away until eight o’clock. Jake Green accompanied Hosmer that[201] he might prepare luncheon6 on the trail. With orders on the principal store of Michel, Nelse and Robert were left in charge of the car. Frank and Phil also remained ready for their flight about five o’clock—after the main party had reached Smith’s ranch7.
All morning the boys tinkered on the airship. Into the shaded cabin of the monoplane many visitors were admitted while levers, wheels, instruments and engine parts were explained. At noon Nelse served their luncheon in the airship cabin; cold meats, preserved fruits and iced-tea. And then, succumbing8 to the drowsy9 heat, Phil stretched himself on the floor and fell asleep.
An hour later the sleeping boy aroused himself with a start. The Loon was in flight.
“What’s doin’?” he cried in alarm.
“Nothin’, only we’ve started,” was Frank’s rejoinder.
“Started?” exclaimed Phil. “’Tain’t time, is it?”
“No,” answered Frank bending to his work of adjusting the big plane as the clattering10 monoplane left the ground, “but I got tired.”
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“Who held her?” was Phil’s next question as he scrambled11 to his feet.
“No one,” replied Frank. “I just gave her a run. She made it all right.”
“You’re crazy,” roared Phil.
Frank laughed and lifted the ship a little higher.
“They ain’t ready for us,” persisted Phil glancing at the receding12 village. “We can’t keep flyin’ around till night. It’s only a quarter after one,” he exclaimed.
“We ain’t goin’ to fly around at all,” replied Frank as he set the Loon on a flight about four hundred feet from the ground. “We’re goin’ fishin’.”
“Fishin’?” repeated Phil. “You are crazy!”
“Sit down,” answered Frank with a smile, “and I’ll tell you where we are goin’.”
“What’s that?” said Phil who was far from sitting down. “That?” he repeated pointing to the forward end of the cabin.
“That,” answered Frank, “is a present I bought for you. It’s a Michel trout13 rod, reel, line and a couple of May flies. I tell you we’re[203] goin’ fishin’. What’s the use o’ sleepin’ away an afternoon like this when you know the trout will be fightin’ for flies about four o’clock?”
“Well,” said Phil at last in a dazed tone, “I give up.”
“Now,” said Frank, “you’re talkin’ sense. While you were asleep I strolled over to the store. I began lookin’ over the trout tackle and got to talkin’ ‘fish.’ The clerk was awful strong for Fording River, which is up where we are goin’ to camp to-night. A few miles away the Fording cuts through some hills and east o’ these it’s full o’ trout. But the best fishin’, the clerk said, was beyond a little valley where the Fording comes through a second range o’ hills and tumbles over the rocks makin’ a fine waterfall.”
“And you’re goin’ up there and land on a hill or in a pine forest?” interrupted Phil.
“We’re goin’ there and land in a meadow at the foot o’ the Falls where the grass ain’t high enough to tangle14 us up and where you’re goin’ to get us a string o’ Cutthroat trout which, accordin’ to the clerk, are the finest fish in the world for looks, fight and flavor.”
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“And what if that meadow ain’t flat and hard enough to land in?” asked Phil, somewhat mollified.
“We’ll just turn around, come back to town, call it a little outing of an hour and let it go at that.”
“You’re crazy,” repeated Phil in a last protest.
“Shall I turn back?” asked Frank suddenly.
“I reckon you might as well go ahead since you’ve started,” Phil answered. “But it’s up to you. Besides,” he added contemptuously, “that’s a rotten lookin’ rod.”
The Loon now drifting as smoothly15, silently and swiftly as a bird was turning to the east.
“All right,” laughed Frank. “Then we’ll cross over the first range before our friends sight us. There’s no use to excite them. After we’re out o’ sight o’ them, we’ll turn north. I guess we’ll know the Fording when we sight it.”
“Why didn’t you get the notion before the wagons left?” Phil asked. “I could have had my own rod.”
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The Loon in the Mountains
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Having crossed the Eastern range the young aviators16 dropped into the parallel valley to be sure of being unobserved and then turned north again. The anemometer showed a speed of 56 miles at three quarters power. The Loon had left Michel at 1:15 o’clock. At 1:35 P. M. the boys figured that they were about 20 miles north. The proposed camping place was reckoned about 25 miles from town. As the Fording entered the Elk17 at this point it was clear that their destination was not over five or six miles distant. A few minutes later a stream cut the valley and the Loon was brought to half speed.
Even at four hundred feet the view included endless mountain ranges; near at hand and forming the Elk River Valley these were hardly more than great hills. Then, each successive line of peaks rose higher both east and west until on the distant horizon could be distinguished the Columbian Rockies, the Selkirks and the Purcell ranges.
Between these were valleys of pines, cut now and then by silver mountain streams, while each rocky wall was gashed18 by chasms19 and passes in which, tumbling and crowned by spray, waterfalls[208] dropped their endless torrents20. Off to the northwest, where the Selkirks died down in the Herchmer range and Norboe and Osborne peaks, even in the June day could be distinguished the glisten21 of chasm-protected snow. And with it all no sound, no sight of a living object except, high above them a motionless, soaring eagle.
Frank was yet at the wheel. Before the narrow, swift Fording was reached he turned to follow its banks eastward22. When he saw the falls he also made out the grass valley. It looked a bit risky23, but not wholly dangerous and when Phil’s eye caught sight of the cottonlike falls, Frank selected the smoothest ground and dropped to it. New mountain grass and wild poppies made a soft and picturesque24 landing, but it gave no great assurance as to starting again for, as the monoplane wheels sank in the grass the car wobbled from side to side and then came to a sudden stop.
“Anyway,” exclaimed Frank, “it’s better than being stuck in a wheatfield.”
“Except that there is no hard road to drag her out to,” added Phil.
“Don’t borrow trouble,” suggested Frank, bravely. “There’s your stream. Let’s see what a Cutthroat trout is like.”
Gathering25 up the trout outfit26 the two boys set out across the meadow. A bit of pine woods crowning a rise of rocks lay between them and the stream, but in a few minutes they were on the rocky margin27 of the Fording. It was a trouty looking piece of water; not wide but too deep for fishing in the stream. The blue-green current rippled28 over fallen trees and protruding29 rocks, making foam30 flecked pools that were natural haunts for fish.
“I always like to wade31 the stream and fish with the current,” said Phil, busy winding32 his line and attaching his gut33 leader, “but these backwaters look powerful good to me. Did they tell you this was the fly?” he continued holding up what is known as the May.
“The clerk said it was a ‘killer,’” answered Frank.
After a good deal of grumbling34 over the defects of the cheap reel, Phil finally announced that he meant to try the foot of the falls first. As the boys made their way along the rocky[210] bank Phil made a cast or two to straighten out his line.
About a hundred yards below the falls the stream widened into a pool and the bank rose into a tangle of berry bushes. At its foot the water ran up to the little cliff. Frank began to climb the elevation35. To his surprise Phil walked directly into the shallow water of the creek’s edge.
“Come up here and keep out o’ that,” called Frank. “What’s the use o’ wettin’ everything you have on?”
“I’m fishin’,” called back Phil. “You—”
Then he stopped. Frank leaned over the bushes. As he did so he saw Phil out in the stream, the water nearly reaching his waist. His rod at that moment was a semicircle and the tense figure of the fisherman, the forward poise36 of his body, the left hand far extended and grasping a turn of line, told enough. If there had been any doubt about the situation, a flash of golden, yellow and pink in a cloud of spray told it all.
“It’s a beaut, Phil,” yelled Frank and in another moment he ran down the bank to his[211] chum’s side. For ten minutes Phil, with all his Michigan fishing skill, played his first strike. With no landing net, the issue of the fight was problematical. But there was clear water in all directions and the trout was well hooked. Thoroughly37 exhausted38, Frank at last got his thumb in the fish’s gill and the two boys waded39 ashore40.
It was their first Salmo Clarkii and it weighed 3? pounds. The upper part of its body was a pale golden yellow with black spots because of which the trout is sometimes known as the Dolly Varden. The middle part of its body was pink and the belly41 a pearl white. But the most characteristic marks on it were two deep and wide carmine42 splashes just back of its gills, which gave it another name—the “Cutthroat” trout.
“I don’t know what sort of a trout it is,” exclaimed Phil as he laid the beautiful fish on the grass, “but it is worth coming two thousand miles to get. Now we’ll go for the real ones up there at the foot of the falls.”
When Frank realized that the hot sun was no longer in their faces and looked at his watch it[212] was five o’clock. In a natural pocket in the rocks, filled with water from the falls’ spray, lay twelve fish—the whole weighing twenty-six pounds.
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