The Journal of a Sporting Nomad 



indifferent one, being very patchy. When we 

 had finished this operation, Hunter cut off all 

 four feet and took out the gall-bladder. I was 

 curious to know what he wanted to save them 

 for, and learnt that the Chinamen at the factory 

 gave good money for them. 



It was at this camp that I realized the value 

 of my stove, for the weather was so shocking 

 that we were in a perpetual state of being wet 

 through. We could also do our cooking within 

 the tent, which was a comfort. 



There was a well-marked bear trail that 

 crossed a wooded promontory of the land close 

 to my camp, and the amount of spoor showed 

 that it had been used quite lately. The claws 

 on a grizzly bear's feet are quite three inches 

 long, the marks left in a soft place showing up 

 very distinctly, being quite different to those 

 made by a black bear, whose claws are com- 

 paratively short, so that the difference in the 

 tracks is easily distinguishable. 



As we wanted to explore the head waters of this 

 harbour, we decided to shift our camp. Early one 

 morning, therefore, the rain having stopped for a 

 few hours, we packed all our belongings into the 

 boat and rowed some six miles up the shore. 

 We were unfortunate in our choice of a site for 

 camp, taking a grassy bank at the foot of a hill 

 from which a small stream issued. The box 



containing all our food supplies we left outside 



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