Made camp about two and set to work, hewing four large 
trees for a boat, wherewith to transport our baggage ’cross 
the lake. In order properly to make the raft, each log must 
be twenty-four feet in length, and as two of the trees chosen 
were quite a distance from the water, this meant rather tough 
work. It was pretty late evening before we finished hauling 
them down to the water and getting them tied up as should 
be. While skidding one of the largest logs, it rolled over my 
foot, a very narrow escape from serious injury resulting. 
My moccasins and the soft grass alone prevented very bad 
results. 
Shot wild duck and grouse along the trail for dinner. 
THE RECORD OVIS STONEI 
Swam the horses across the lake shortly after making 
camp, so that, should we find it necessary to move on, to¬ 
morrow,—this trouble will be saved. 
No rain to-day; but as we are again at low altitude, those 
eternal pests, the black-flies, are once more with us. 
To-day started in foggy and drizzly; hence, decided not to 
entertain hopes of securing bear in this region any longer, the Sept. 
sheep country still being far away, and sheep the game for 
which the trip is really arranged. 
Made but seven miles in six hours. Colbert and I poled 
the raft a few miles down the lake, with packs, saddles and 
all baggage aboard, while Bob and Little took the horses to 
an objective point, where all were to meet; they traversing a 
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