In Theory at all Events 3 1 3 



with our glasses into two ravines which came 

 to a head below us, Gul Sher soon spotted in 

 one of them a small herd of ibex consisting of 

 two bucks and some does. They were not stalk- 

 able in their present position, but were grazing 

 in the direction of the other nullah. By running 

 down this, therefore, I should, barring accidents, 

 be certain of a shot with the camera, of course. 

 This we proceeded to do. After going 150 yards 

 down the nullah, Gul Sher crept to the ridge 

 and looked over into the other ravine. "Now 

 for it," I thought. Out with the camera, lens, 

 focussing hood, slides, tripod screw, all there. 

 Screw him up; so far, so good. Now crawl to 

 the edge and look over. There are the ibex, 

 but they have taken a lower line than we ex- 

 pected. We must go farther down. Up with 

 the camera again. "Now catch hold, cooly, and 

 come along." Gathering up the odds and ends 

 of the camera, we begin again to scramble down 

 the scree. After going down fifty yards, the 

 cooly drops the case of slides, and I find he 

 has left the tripod screw behind. I send him 

 back for this, and taking the camera in my arms 

 follow the shikari as quickly as I can. My pro- 

 gress, encumbered as I am, is not rapid, and 

 Gul Sher is signalling frantically to me to make 

 haste. Breathing anathemas on the rolling stones, 



