SHEEP, MOOSE AND CARIBOU 



We tied our horses a little above timberline 

 and separated, Harry and his guides going to the 

 left up the mountain, and Cap and I diverging 

 from the route of our companions and going up 

 the hill to the right. We all met at the boundary- 

 monument on the summit, Harry reporting that 

 he had seen a sheep in the basin while ascending. 

 It later moved out of sight and, as he didn't con- 

 sider the country inhabited by it as worth hunt- 

 ing, he and his guides continued to the summit. 

 We saw no sheep while climbing up. From the 

 top we all saw a band of about thirty to the 

 northeast, but too far away to go after. Other 

 bunches of from five to seven were also seen in 

 the same direction, all below us and far away. 

 Harry was discouraged, and, with Brownie and 

 Longley, departed for the horses, while Cap and 

 I decided we would like to hunt out the country 

 they had just covered, as well as some farther 

 ridges contiguous to it, in the hope that we might 

 run across the sheep that they had seen. So we 

 separated. Before we had gone 200 yards, how- 

 ever, we saw from the summit three sheep about 

 a mile away, close to the point where our com- 

 panions had seen the single sheep while ascend- 

 ing. These sheep were far below us, so we went 

 for them. In about half an hour we had de- 

 scended the mountain and crawled up to the top 

 of the ridge which lay alongside the one on which 

 they were feeding, the gulch between us. Cap 

 thought they weren't over 200 yards away, but 



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