CAMERA SHOTS AT BIG GAME 25 



Anxious to try the 8 by 10 camera in Juniper Canon, we 

 moved over and camped at its head. Right near camp one 

 trail crossed, and I spent several nights trying to get flash-light 

 photos of the deer in passage. I made several exposures, but 

 only one was successful. (No. 43.) The night was intensely 

 dark, and to sit on the rocks for hours, with no sound but that 

 of the river or of an occasional owl, was a peculiar sensation. 

 There were fresh mountain-lion tracks along the water's edge, 

 and, indeed, I saw one — a monster — as I went down to the 

 trail one morning about sunrise. He was across the river upon 

 the hillside about a hundred yards distant, walking leisurely to 

 his den, — a cave in the ledges, — where he disappeared for the 

 day. It was necessary to keep very quiet while waiting for the 

 deer, as they would come to the hilltop ^across the river and stop 

 every few yards, listening for any sign of danger. Then when 

 they reached the river, many would go down-stream too far to 

 reach. One night it was moonlight, and two came across, 

 headed straight for me. I made the flash, but on they came, 

 evidently thinking it was lightning. They came within ten 

 feet, when I moved, so they saw me, and then there was a great 

 splashing of water. 



One night it was very dark, and I made a flash on a bunch 

 in the river. I suppose it blinded them for a moment ; they 

 turned back, and we could hear them running into brush and 

 rocks in their stampede. During the day I spent my time 

 down the canon on the main trail, and at length found myself 

 right out among the rocks by the edge of the river. In front 

 was a rock, taller than the rest, which I could not get out of 



