3i8 SPORT IN THE HIGHLANDS OF KASHMIR 



SO distant I could not make out whether any had horns. 

 Further out on the plain I saw some large dark objects 

 moving slowly, which certainly were very like yak, but I 

 was not sure. The shikaris, too, were a little doubtful, 

 though from the size and colour they inclined to the 

 belief that the animals were yak. 



Knowing from the experience of the previous day 

 that the sound of the Lee-Metford is not enough to 

 disturb game outside of half a mile, I resolved to 

 attack the herds we saw in the order of their proximity 

 to us, and accordingly started to stalk the Ovis amnion. 



After a short detour to take advantage of some 

 rising ground, we lay down and advanced on our hands 

 and knees, the two shikaris being with me. Turrup 

 had been left behind in a hollow with the four ponies. 

 Suddenly we caught sight of the rams about 1 50 yards 

 off, and instantly lay down flat. I crept on alone, and 

 presently, raising my head to look, found myself face 

 to face with one of the rams. After a glance of startled 

 amazement, he jumped up and made off, followed by 

 the two others. The three stopped after going a few 

 yards and stood still, some 120 yards off, looking at me. 

 I did not think any of the heads shootable, and turning 

 round to the shikaris, said so. The Kashmiri said the 

 middle one of the three was a good head. Looking at it 

 again I began to feel doubtful, so thinking that Abdulla 

 with his experience was more likely to be right than I 

 was, I raised the rifle and fired. The rams moved off 

 slowly at the sound of the shot, the one fired at being 

 last. Presently he stopped and let the others go on, 

 and I knew he was hit. 



