TWO CHAMOIS HUNTS 77 



hunt there, I listened with mixed feelings. 

 The Uenchen rises immediately behind our 

 hunting-lodge, and is a mountain for which 

 I have no friendly feelings. It has a roof- 

 shaped summit, and descends in the direction 

 of Hopfreben in slippery, precipitous grass 

 slopes. In summer it is horrible enough, and 

 in winter it is not rendered more attractive 

 by steep snow-slopes and avalanches. The 

 other side falls almost perpendicularly into a 

 rocky valley. 



Seen from above it looks something like this — 



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Now the ascent begins. The path leaves 

 the easy road below and runs up the difficult 

 mountain side. First goes Briigger, then 

 Mucksel, then myself. 



