CHAPTEE XXVIII 

 AN EXCITING TRIP THROUGH A NEW COUNTRY 



WE got under way on the outward trip upon a day 

 that looked " all to the good " so far as the weather 

 was concerned, but in the particular section of British 

 Columbia that had been our stamping ground for six 

 weeks there was really no such thing as predicting 

 what sort of weather it would be, even for such a short 

 period as an hour or more. 



It is hard to describe this trail, because there is noth- 

 ing that I have ever seen in the East to compare it 

 with. It follows along the shore of Bear Lake for a 

 few hundred yards, at times making a slight excursion 

 into the woods where the water on the shore of the 

 lake is too deep for the horses to wade, and then out 

 again. 



When the trail leaves the lake finally, it does so at 

 right angles, and for about five miles it meanders 

 through burnt land, where the fallen trees have been 

 sawed through twice, so as to cut out a pathway about 

 three feet wide. 



The horse which I rode was a cayuse, blind in one 

 eye the right eye. With his good left eye he saw to 

 it that he didn't get near the points of the logs as we 

 wound around in a serpentine way. The other side, 



