CHAPTER X 



AN ELK-HUNT AT TWO-OCEAN PASS 



IN September, 1891, with my ranch-partner, Fer 

 guson, I made an elk-hunt in northwestern 

 Wyoming among the Shoshone Mountains, where 

 they join the Hoodoo and Absoraka ranges. There 

 is no more beautiful game-country in the United 

 States. It is a park land, where glades, meadows, 

 and high mountain pastures break the evergreen 

 forest; a forest which is open compared to the 

 tangled density of the woodland further north. It 

 is a high, cold region of many lakes and clear, rush 

 ing streams. The steep mountains are generally of 

 the rounded form so often seen in the ranges of the 

 Cordilleras of the United States; but the Hoodoos, 

 or Goblins, are carved in fantastic and extraordinary 

 shapes; while the Tetons, a group of isolated rock- 

 peaks, show a striking boldness in their lofty out 

 lines. 



This was one of the pleasantest hunts I ever made. 

 As always in the mountains, save where the country 

 is so rough and so densely wooded that one must 

 go afoot, we had a pack-train ; and we took a more 

 complete outfit than we had ever before taken on 

 such a hunt, and so traveled in much comfort. Usu- 

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