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Far Away Tongariro! Green - White Thundering Athabasca River Of New Zealand! I Vowed I Would Come Again Down Across The Pacific To Fish In The Swift Cold Waters Of This Most Beautiful And Famous Of Trout Streams. It Is Something To Have Striven. It Is Much To Have Kept Your Word.

I Am Tired. My Arm Aches. My Head Boils. My Feet Are Cold. But I Am Not Aware Of Any Weakness.

Love Of Man For Woman--love Of Woman For Man. That's The Nature, The Meaning, The Best Of Life Itself.

Fishing Is A Condition Of Mind Wherein You Cannot Possibly Have A Bad Time.

Writing Was Like Digging Coal. I Sweat Blood. The Spell Is On Me.