8o THE UPPER YUKON 



were at liberty to hunt and kill the mountain 

 sheep, and to secure specimens of these most 

 interesting animals, all of course within the re- 

 striction of the game laws. 



To a hunter entering a new and strange 

 country on which his imagination has been 

 centered for several months— perhaps years, 

 the first day of the open season is one of prime 

 interest. Will his dreams be realized? Will 

 his hopes be fulfilled? Will the stories told 

 him by guides and hunters prove true? Will 

 success be his portion? Now the planning of 

 months, the travel of thousands of miles, and 

 the bringing into the wilderness of an elabo- 

 rate equipment necessitating the use of a large 

 drove of pack horses, is to be finally tested. 



In the early morning the Chief led the way 

 through the canyon to a small stream running 

 into the river from the right. This stream 

 was nearly choked by great rocks of different 

 shapes and sizes showing volcanic origin. 



Around these Charley and Billie carefully 

 felt their way. The stream drained a consid- 

 erable area of bench land or foot hills. We 

 worked our way through this to the foot of the 

 mountains themselves, and followed a caribou 

 trail that turned sharp corners and twisted in 

 and around cliffs, with here and there a spot 



