The White Sheep of Kenai Peninsula 



light outfit in one of the boats, rowed up to the 

 head of the lake. 



This range of hills Is surrounded by a mighty 

 glacier, and at the foot of the glacier is a moraine 

 some ten miles long extending down to Kenai Lake. 

 On one side of this moraine you can walk by 

 skirting the shore and using care, but on the other 

 side the quicksands are deep and dangerous. We 

 camped for the night in a place which my friend 

 had used as his base of supplies. 



The next morning opened dull, and I felt the 

 effects of my hard work and did not greatly relish 

 the idea of shouldering a fifty-pound pack. But 

 my time was now getting short. In two weeks the 

 rutting season of the moose would begin, and In 

 the meantime I wanted four more fine specimens 

 of the white sheep. Any day we might expect a 

 heavy fall of snow, for the northern winter had 

 already begun in the hills. 



We soon found the tracks of Blake's party, 

 which led up the moraine, and carried us over 

 quicksand and through glacial streams, Icy cold. 

 Finally we came to where Blake had started up 

 the mountain side, and with all due regard to my 

 friend, his trail was not an easy one. About noon 

 it began to rain, but we pushed upward, although 

 soon soaked to the skin, and came out above tlm- 



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