The Journal of a Sporting Nomad 



later, and as I had no idea of putting in a winter 

 at Kenai, I had therefore to be on the safe side 

 and be at her port of call in plenty of time. I 

 allowed myself four more days, therefore, before 

 being obliged to return to the lake, and I began 

 to fear lest I should fail to get a big moose after 

 all. For although there may be plenty in the 

 district it is fatal to success to have to hurry. 



Hunter and I went out together one day to a 

 point where a stream passed from the mountain, 

 through the farthest end of the burnt timber 

 land, and in a large hollow, surrounded by heavily 

 timbered hills, we found a lake. Here evidence 

 of moose was plentiful. In one place we found 

 several fresh " stamping " places that had only 

 recently been formed. These " stamping " 

 places are shaped like a saucer, the diameter 

 from edge to edge being about five feet, and the 

 depth eighteen inches. A bull moose scrapes 

 these holes in the ground with his fore-feet, 

 leaving them trodden into a morass of clay and 

 water. Some had evidently been made a day or 

 more, whilst others were seemingly quite fresh. 

 We moved now with the greatest caution, stop- 

 ping to listen at every yard or so. The timber 

 and bush was so thick in this spot that an 

 animal would have been extremely hard to see 

 even at twenty yards. We were thus moving 

 around when Hunter heard something move on 

 my right. Again the bushes shook, and in a 



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