CHAPTER X. 



AN ELK-HUNT AT TWO-OCEAN PASS. 



IN September, 1891, with my ranch-partner, Ferguson, 

 I made an elk-hunt in northwestern Wyoming among 

 the Shoshone Mountains, where they join the Hoodoo 

 and Absoraka ranges. There is no more beautiful game- 

 country in the U nited States. 1 1 is a park land, where glades, 

 meadows, and high mountain pastures break the evergreen 

 forest ; a forest which is open compared to the tangled 

 density of the woodland farther north. It is a high, cold 

 region of many lakes and clear rushing streams. The 

 steep mountains are generally of the rounded form so often 

 seen in the ranges of the Cordilleras of the United States ; 

 but the Koodoos, or Goblins, are carved in fantastic and 

 extraordinary shapes ; while the Tetons, a group of isolated 

 rock-peaks, show a striking boldness in their lofty out- 

 lines. 



This was one of the pleasantest hunts I ever made. 

 As always in the mountains, save where the country is so 

 rough and so densely wooded that one must go a-foot, we 

 had a pack-train ; and we took a more complete outfit than 

 we had ever before taken on such a hunt, and so travelled 



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