About Yak 267 



is bathed in sunlight, and on every side an ocean 

 of rounded hills and valleys can be seen stretching 

 away in the distance. Glasses out, an examin- 

 ation reveals nothing. So on to the next ridge, 

 and the next, and the next. 



The sun was high when we arrived at the top 

 of a crest -line similar to many we had crossed 

 that morning, but when we looked down, lo ! 

 the valley beneath us was full of yak. There 

 must have been a hundred of them scattered 

 about in groups, some lying down, some grazing, 

 big and little, a regular bazaar of yak. It was 

 a sight, the greatness of which was not lessened 

 by the fact at once apparent, that by walking 

 down behind the ridge we were on we could get 

 within a hundred yards of the concourse, unseen. 

 But no such easy triumph was to be ours, for a 

 prolonged and careful examination of each beast 

 showed that there was no bull among them. 



Perhaps it was as well. Whilst we were watch- 

 ing them, some mysterious animal telepathy seemed 

 to arouse in them a sense of danger, for they 

 drew together in a solid phalanx and in this 

 formation walked unhurriedly away. One was 

 soon unable to distinguish individual beasts, and 

 then I think was the time we were most struck 

 by the strangeness of the sight. What were 



