RAMS AND CARIBOU 



It was 5 p. m. when we crawled out of this "pot- 

 hole" onto the saddle above, and 6 o'clock when 

 (with the assistance of Longley, who had come 

 to meet us with the saddle horses) we reached 

 our siwash camp. It took us just twenty minutes 

 to pack our tent, bedding, etc., on the horse, and 

 at 8:30 we reached our permanent camp, across 

 the White River. 



Here we learned of Harry's failure on game 

 while on his siwash trip on the Upper Kletsan 

 with Brownie. It seems they made temporary 

 camp on the afternoon of the first day on one of 

 the tributaries of the Kletsan that headed in the 

 foothills of Mt. Natazhat. After lunch Brownie 

 took a reconnoiter up farther toward the moun- 

 tain and soon discovered some rams. He hur- 

 ried back to camp to tell Harry, but by the time 

 he arrived it was found too late to go for them 

 that day, so it was planned to get an early start 

 on the morrow. 



Next morning it seems Brownie couldn't tell 

 positively which mountain or ridge he had seen 

 the sheep on. This upset the plans so com- 

 pletely that they decided to abandon the idea of 

 going for these rams, but to skirt the mountain 

 to the west in the hope of finding others and 

 return by way of Camp Creek. This plan was 

 followed, but without seeing any game at all. 

 Consequently Harry was a very much dis- 

 couraged man when he arrived at camp and our 

 heartiest sympathy went out to him. He had 



173 



