IBEX-STALKING 



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All and I now made our way round the cliff by an 

 ibex-run, and under cover of the clouds got safely into 

 the bed of a small rift. Working up this very slowly 

 and carefully, so as not to dislodoe the loose stones, we 



My Favourite Shooting Position. 



crawled round the base of a bluff to the neck of a small 

 projecting plateau. Here we paused to take breath, and 

 as I peeped over the side the clouds lifted a little, and 

 to my joy I saw the herd all lying close together on a 

 ledge some ']0 yards off and slightly below us. A moment 

 later the clouds shut down again, and I got into my 



