Dawson’s Hut 
After seeing what stores we left in Dawson’s hut 
hung by cords from the roof to prevent their 
being attacked by mice, plenty of which seemed 
to be living in the hut, we shouldered our packs 
and started for Moose Camp, which Hunter said 
was about eight miles distant. The way at first 
was directly uphill—a sharp incline for half a 
mile. This was a bit trying for a commencement, 
but it was better than if we had to negotiate 
the climb at the end of the march. Hunter led 
the way, for he alone knew the trail. He had 
blazed a path the previous year, but we found 
that the axe-marks were often hard to pick up, 
having become obliterated. We therefore re- 
blazed the trail as we proceeded. This is accom- 
plished in the following manner: A point is 
taken that you can make for, and as you pass 
various trees on the journey you hack off a slice 
of bark from each, pointing to the way you have 
come from; whilst on the other side of the tree 
you slice off another lump in the direction you 
propose to take. If the trail turns to the right 
hand, the slice is taken from off that side of the 
tree; the same with the left-hand or straight 
ahead. The only difference to be observed is 
when you leave a wooded country and have to 
cross an open space. Where you leave the woods 
you make several blazes on surrounding trees, 
doing the same on re-entering the woods farther 
on, as they are thus more easily seen. Another 
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