England and Canada: A Summer Tour Between Old and New Westminster, with Historical NotesFleming, Sandford
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England and Canada: A Summer Tour Between Old and New Westminster, with Historical Notes
Fleming, Sandford
Canada -- Description and travel
It is the first of September, which we devote to the rest needed for
the horses and men. The subject of discussion naturally is the chance
of getting through to Kamloops. A lofty range of mountains intervenes
directly before us to make our advance in that direction impracticable.
We know that there is a possibility of passing round the Selkirk range
by descending the Columbia to the Boat Encampment and thence continuing
until we reach the Eagle Pass, and so get through the Gold Range to our
destination.
We learn, however, from Major Rogers that he has found a pass through
the Selkirk range which we can take, and he proposes to accompany
us part of the distance and to send his nephew, Mr. Albert Rogers
the entire route. We must follow the Columbia River north-westerly
thirty-two miles on the way to the Boat Encampment, and then turning
westerly enter the Selkirk Mountains by the valley of a stream named
Beaver River to an opening in the west of the range, and crossing the
summit descend the valley of a stream, the Ille-celle-waet, which,
running southerly and westerly, falls into the Columbia directly
opposite Eagle pass. We learn that a horse trail has been opened to the
summit of the Selkirk range and a short way down the Ille-celle-waet.
Beyond that point we have the wilderness in its native ruggedness,
without a path for the human foot, with the river and mountain gorges
only as landmarks and guides.
Such is the condition of the country to the second crossing of the
Columbia. The passage through the Eagle Pass is mentioned as being
of the roughest description; we have therefore to prepare for the
work before us. We take a day’s rest, lightening the packs as much
as possible. We arrange to start the horses in the morning, while we
ourselves will descend the Columbia in a canoe and overtake the animals
at the end of their first day’s journey.
It is again Sunday. The horses with the men leave us as arranged. We
remain quietly in our camp. It is a beautiful morning; the sun lights
up the whole valley of the Columbia. The great Selkirk range lies in
front of us. To the west and north-west high peaks appear, forming a
golden line of stern magnificence. We are at the base of the Rocky
Mountains, which lie behind us to the east, and hence they form no
part of the panorama. A glacier is visible to the south and huge areas
of snow, possibly the accumulation of centuries, rest between the
peaks. It is a prosaic fact to record, amid all this grandeur, that
yesterday’s halt admitted of some washing of our clothes; a homely fact
but suggestive of volumes of comfort. We look forward for the rest of
the day to enjoying the quiet scene in which we seek a few hours’ rest,
to regain our vigour and elasticity, and they have never more strength
than after repose from labour.
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