CAMERA SHOTS AT BIG GAME 35 



ment which is typical of them — out on a bleak, wind-swept 

 ridge, defying the storms. (No. 20.) I watched them here 

 with a telescope nearly every day all winter. 



Resting a day, we again took to our skis and slid up the 

 river to Green River Lake. As we were proceeding quietly 

 along on the edge of the lake, an old bull came down off the 

 mountain side ahead of us. "Boston" quickly winded him and 

 was sent forward, and after a short chase along the shore 

 brought him to bay. Here I made three or four exposures in 

 different poses. (Nos. 22 to 24.) Arriving at the head of the 

 lake, we turned up Clear Creek, and had barely started before 

 " Boston" had another fellow up and going. This one led us a 

 merry chase, and we were pretty well blown when we at last 

 overtook them. He was on a steep mountain side, standing 

 under a spruce, and I finally got him to pose long enough to 

 get a successful picture. (No. 25.) Then came the long, tire- 

 some slide home, which was pleasantly interrupted by running 

 across another bull, of which I made a fine negative. (No. 28.) 



We next planned to go across to the Gros Ventre, to a ranch 

 where the elk were said to be very thick. This was a pretty 

 long trip for me, especially as I carried an 8 by 10 camera and 

 a dozen 8 by 1 o plates. We went down the river six miles to 

 a cabin, where we stayed over night. Next morning was 

 stormy, but we decided to go on, making the ranch in good 

 season, although our shoes stuck a little. Next day I found I 

 had burned my eyes with the snow glare, so we could not go 

 out, and after this it snowed enough to keep us in for a week. 



