214 SADDLE AND CAMP 



That on the west leads to Garden City and 

 Idaho settlements beyond; that on the east is 

 little traveled. The latter is the nearer route 

 to Star Valley, Wyoming, and I chose it, both 

 because of this, and because, as I looked down 

 the lake, it appealed to me as the more attrac- 

 tive, with precipitous mountains crowding it 

 on the one side, the waves of the lake washing 

 it on the other. 



On the shore of Bear Lake I crossed the 

 State line into Idaho, though there was nothing 

 to indicate its position. Since leaving John at 

 Kanab I had traversed the entire length of the 

 State of Utah, passing through Kane, Garfield, 

 Paiute, Sevier, San Pete, Juab, Utah, Salt Lake, 

 Davis, Weber, Cache, and Rich Counties on 

 horseback. In the course of this journey I had 

 seen intimately a wide expanse of country and 

 had met and interviewed many of the leading 

 sportsmen, the humble hunters and ranchmen, 

 the State Game and Fish Commissioner, and 

 many of his deputies, and felt that this had re- 

 sulted in a fairly comprehensive estimate of the 

 game conditions of the State — a much better 

 estimate than could possibly be had from casual 

 railway visits to separated centers. 



I was passing now into a new region, physi- 

 cally different and populated by additional 



