244 WITH GUN AND GUIDE 



Kibbee's Bear Lake camp, it is a virgin agricultural 

 land. So to all intents and purposes, this region is un- 

 known even to the people of British Columbia them- 

 selves. 



In fighting our way up Long Lake against the head 

 wind, some curious vagaries of wind, rain, hail, thunder 

 and lightning made the passage not only startling, but 

 for a tune positively dangerous. Once a strong warm 

 current of air struck us on the left side of the face, fol- 

 lowed within a minute by a blast of cold air on the op- 

 posite side. This condition continued for a half hour 

 while the various forces were assembling for a final 

 contest as to which should win. 



Then a flash of lightning and a loud clap of thunder 

 aroused us to the fact that the titanic battle was on and 

 to some apprehension as to the safety of our heavily- 

 laden boat. Following the electric exhibition came 

 three distinct whirlwinds. 



The first struck us from the left, and, despite our 

 paddles, it swept us nearly across to the right-hand side 

 of the lake, and we were in the middle of the lake 

 when it commenced. The second brought us directly 

 back again even more suddenly than we had crossed at 

 first, and this time we came dangerously near capsizing. 



The third whirlwind caught us astern and carried us 

 up the lake whether we liked it or not. The waves 

 came in long spasmodic rollers crested with foam, but 

 as long as we shipped no water we were content. This 



