Through the heart of Patagonia . e saw two huemul does and a pricket. They stayed andstared at us as we rode down the lower levels. When nearingcamp a couple of guanacos started over a cliff within ten yards ofus, and descended the sheer hillside, giving me an excellentopportunity of observing their extraordinary movements. All thehuemules we had shot were so lean as to be practically useless forthe pot, so when later on we came in sight of a herd of guanaco,and Jones asked me if he might have a shot, I said yes. Hepicked out one and bowled it over at three hundred paces with myMauser. He was
Through the heart of Patagonia . e saw two huemul does and a pricket. They stayed andstared at us as we rode down the lower levels. When nearingcamp a couple of guanacos started over a cliff within ten yards ofus, and descended the sheer hillside, giving me an excellentopportunity of observing their extraordinary movements. All thehuemules we had shot were so lean as to be practically useless forthe pot, so when later on we came in sight of a herd of guanaco,and Jones asked me if he might have a shot, I said yes. Hepicked out one and bowled it over at three hundred paces with myMauser. He was very delighted with his success, and said thatthe Mauser was better than any of the guns in Chubut. On the day after, the river, upon which we had been keeping avery careful watch, again began to rise. So we packed up andcamped that night in the end of the cahadon near the spot where SOME HUNTING CAMPS .6j I had shot my first huemul. Although we hunted during- theafternoon we saw nothing, but on the following clay, when starting. THE OFF-SADDLE for our ride, we sighted three huemules, two does and a young-buck, in the scrub of a stream which enters the lake some miles tothe east of the I\i\er de los Antiguos. In the evening of thatday. af er fording the River Fcnix, and about eight miles out ofHorsham Camp, a huemul buck dashed across about a couple ofhundred yards ahead of us, and 1, taking a very hasty aim, wasfortunate enouLrh to bring him to the ground. We hail dithcultyfor a few moments in finding him, as he had gone head over heelsinto some scrub in a fissure ot the hillside. During this hunting trip, which 1 have described, we neitherdesired nor endeavoured to make a large bag ; in laci, 1 think that 166 THROUGH THE HEART OF PATAGONIA one conld very easily over that ground shoot ten huemules and anindefinite number of guanaco in one day, but such a proceedingwould be little short of a crime. Very difterent indeed weremy experiences after wild cattle, which I followed ste
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