HUNTING BIG GAME IN WYOMING 
antelope coming to me, and as I wanted a 
pair I hunted until I secured a very fine 
specimen. The antelope had nearly all 
gone south to their winter quarters on the 
“red desert,” and I fortunately got a fine old 
THE BULL ELK KILLED BY THE AUTHOR IN THE WIND RIVER BASIN COUNTRY 
buck, they being the last to leave the hills. 
I saw numerous bear, lynx, cat and lion 
tracks, but came across none of the trail 
makers. And so we left them for a future 
visit tothat country. The Wind River basin 
is a lovely hunting ground, one being loth 
to leave the camping spots, and then finding 
the next even more pleasing. The country 
is not so rough and rocky as the coast range 
or the Rockies, but down timber is a serious 
453 
impediment and experienced horses, used 
to the mountains and jumping logs, are 
necessary. The weather was delightful the 
whole time I was there, but it is best to get 
out of that 
country by the middle of 

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November, as the snow gets very deep from 
then on. It is a very quiet country, and it 
is a relief to hear even the discordant cry of 
the magpies, and a pleasure to see the 
demure little “camp robbers.”” We did not 
meet a human being on the trip after leaving 
the last ranch and only once heard the 
report of a rifle. I would have better en- 
joyed the trip had a congenial lover of the 
wild been along as my hunting partner. 
