Salmon are as much a part of Northwestern life and legend as the Indians. Like the clear, fast, greenwater creeks and rivers that lace the hills together, they belong to the country. Many a Western boy got his first sense of the strangeness and mystery of his own land when he stood on the banks of some stream and watched the great fish swarming inland from the sea.
Those were the days when you could see the salmon fighting their way upstream, up rapids, over falls, around innumerable obstructions, until each found the...
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