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Zane Grey. Tales of the Angler's Eldorado: New Zealand
Tales of the Angler's Eldorado: New Zealand
Table of Contents
II. — ISLAND STOPOVER
III. — DESTINATION: BAY OF ISLANDS— THE ANGLER'S ELDORADO
IV. — HUNTING THE BIG GAME FISH
V. — BOUNTY FROM THE SEA
VI. — THE LURE OF THE GREAT STRIPED MARLIN
VII. — A WORLD-RECORD FISH AND THE FIGHT WITH A BROADBILL
VIII. — MONSTER FROM THE DEEP
IX. — GOOD LUCK AFTER BAD
X. — THE POOR KNIGHTS AND SUNKEN REEF
THE END
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Zane Grey
Published by Good Press, 2021
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I saw some porpoises, small yellow ones, active in flight. They were a proof of fish, for porpoises seldom roam far away from their food supply. I wondered if they preyed upon the tiny flying fish. Swift as the porpoise is, I doubt that he could catch them. As we sped south I noted more and more schools of flying fish, rising in a cloud, like silvery swallows. Presently I espied one that appeared larger, with reddish wings. This was a surprise, and I thought I had made a mistake as I had not a really good look at it. Not long afterward, however, I saw another, quite close, and made certain of the red wings. Then soon following I espied three more of the same species. They certainly could sail and glide and dart over the rough water.
We ran into a squall. Rain and spray wet my face as I paced the deck. Out ahead the gray pall was like a bank of fog. The sea became rougher. Our wireless brought news of a hurricane raging over the South Seas, centering around the Samoan Islands, where tidal waves had caused much damage. What had become of the tranquil Pacific? Late that afternoon we ran out of the squalls into a less-disturbed sea.
