The North-West Passage by land: Being the narrative of an expedition from the Atlantic to the Pacific, undertaken with the view of exploring a route across the continent to British Columbia through British territory, by one of the northern passes in the Rocky MountainsMilton, William Fitzwilliam, Viscount
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The North-West Passage by land: Being the narrative of an expedition from the Atlantic to the Pacific, undertaken with the view of exploring a route across the continent to British Columbia through British territory, by one of the northern passes in the Rocky Mountains
Milton, William Fitzwilliam, Viscount
British Columbia -- Description and travel; Northwest, Canadian -- Description and travel
When the skunk-skin which served us as a weather-glass informed us
through our noses that the thaw was at hand,[6] we looked eagerly
forward to the prospect of hunting moose. We had found many tracks
within a few miles of our house, and expected to have some good sport
with the assistance of Rover. The surface of the snow thawed by the
sun during the day is frozen into a firm crust by the night-frosts of
the early spring. This is strong enough to bear a man on snow-shoes,
or a dog of no great size, but breaks through beneath the small feet
and gigantic weight of the moose. When pursued by a dog, the animal
tries to escape; but sinking through up to the hocks at every stride,
and wounded about the legs by the sharp ice, he soon turns to bay, and
is easily shot by the hunter when he comes up. This is almost the only
way, except by watching their bathing-places in the rivers and lakes in
summer, that this wary animal can be killed by any but the most skilful
hunters. Few half-breeds, and not every Indian, is expert enough to
track and kill a moose under ordinary circumstances, and it is a saying
amongst them that a man may follow moose all his life, and never even
catch sight of one. Frequenting the thickest forests, where he can
only be seen when close at hand, his sense of hearing is so acute that
the snapping of the smallest twig or the crackling of a dry leaf is
sufficient to give him warning. A windy day offers the best chance of
approaching him, when the noises of the woods drown the sound of the
hunter’s stealthy footsteps. The moose adopts a cunning stratagem to
guard against surprise. When about to rest, he walks in a circle and
lies down within it, close to the commencement of the curve. Thus the
hunter following the track unconsciously passes close beside him as
he lies concealed, and whilst his pursuer follows the trail ahead, he
dashes away on one side unseen. This year, however, on the 30th of
March, the thaw set in suddenly and completely, so that no firm crust
formed on the snow, and our anticipations of sport were altogether
disappointed.
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