Hunting at High Altitudes 



for doing so was that the woods appeared to be 

 full of elk, whistling. 



After dinner Herendeen sallied out for meat, 

 and soon returned with the news that he had 

 killed a fat bull within a quarter of a mile of 

 camp. We brought in the hams and loins, and 

 were now well provided with fresh meat. 



The next day was October i, and the camp was 

 moved about fourteen miles to the main tributary 

 of the Stinking River, the north fork lying at this 

 camp about 3,500 feet below the mountain passes 

 over which we had just come. We had a beautiful 

 camp. Nearby was a small meadow, and meander- 

 ing through it a clear brook full of small trout 

 four or five inches in length, which were delicious 

 when cooked whole. The main stream was abund- 

 antly supplied with larger trout. The weather was 

 clear and bracing, and for about a week we stayed 

 here, enjoying every hour. Near the head of 

 this stream the mountain peaks rise about 4,000 

 feet above the valley, and from our camp down 

 to the debouchment of a stream into the plain, the 

 valley is an almost continuous canon for about fifty 

 miles. The vertical cliffs which wall in the valley 

 are composed of a red conglomerate of volcanic 

 origin that at some early geological period must 

 have been forced up through the earth's crust, and 



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