
. . . he didn’t mind being photographed 
Flats. One day I saw between thirty-five 
and forty and crossed a talus slope on one 
of their trails, while several ewes and lambs 
stood above and below me, so close that I 
could have hit them with a stone. They 
showed little fear and stood boldly in their 
places, watching my progress. Being with- 
out a gun, I was not able to shoot any and, 
unfortunately, my photographs of them 
were spoiled. The rams with their big 
curved horns were more wary and kept at a 
safer distance. For several hours that after- 
noon, while Mr. Witherspoon, the topog- 
rapher, was working on a mountain top, an 
old ram lay on a pinnacle below him in plain 
view and within easy shooting distance. On 
another occasion I saw five sheep, but they 
were so wary that I could not get ciose 
enoughjto photograph them. 
Big game hunting is good fifty miles north 
of Fairbanks in the Yukon-Tanana region, 
but the transportation of men and horses 
from the States to the interior of Alaska is 
very expensive. The present occupants of 
the border of this region are after gold and 
do not spend much time in hunting big 
game. So it is probable that caribou will 
frequent this wilderness for many years to 
come. 
They seem to move westward from the 
Forty-mile and Charley ;River country 
in the spring and to return in that direction 
in the early winter. It is reported that the 
caribou change their feeding grounds from 
year to year and appeared, near Rampart 
last season for the first time in a decade. 
The region lying between the Yukon and 
Tanana rivers is a perfect wilderness, many 
hundred square miles in extent, and a 
natural game preserve. 
