A Century on New Brunswick's N.W. Miramichi

This is a journal kept by my father of his first trip with my grandfather to the Northwest Miramichi River of Canada’s Central New Brunswick in the summer of 1916. I love the camps on the Miramichi—for the truly beautiful natural environment, for learning to fish, and the excitement and wonder of holding a salmon before releasing it back to the river, for the camaraderie with new and old friends, for a scheduled daily block of free time, for the caring camp staff, and more. I also gained in...