Through the heart of Patagonia . ogical point of view, but also fromthat of the hungry man, for we had had a very long spell ofguanaco meat. We spent the night in a spot where the horsesfed on some fair grass. We climbed the highest eminence at dawn and looked out fora smoke behind the island, but seeing none we pushed on. I wasriding far ahead along the tableland above the river valley when Isaw a huemul. It sprang out from some rocks ahead of me. Itwas a young buck, and when he caught sight of me he stood atgaze. The huemul is one of the most beautiful deer in the world,although he only carr
Through the heart of Patagonia . ogical point of view, but also fromthat of the hungry man, for we had had a very long spell ofguanaco meat. We spent the night in a spot where the horsesfed on some fair grass. We climbed the highest eminence at dawn and looked out fora smoke behind the island, but seeing none we pushed on. I wasriding far ahead along the tableland above the river valley when Isaw a huemul. It sprang out from some rocks ahead of me. Itwas a young buck, and when he caught sight of me he stood atgaze. The huemul is one of the most beautiful deer in the world,although he only carries small spiked horns of no great size. Hissummer coat is of a rich reddish-brown, which, when examinedclosely, is found to be thickly mingled with white hairs. In shapehuemules are rather strongly built, being about the size of fallow-deer. I have oiven a detailed account of the habits of the which no other record exists, in a later chapter, so will say nomore upon that subject here. I was most unwillingly obliged to. Photo hy W. //. Iingden\ [Homhitm BEST IIIAI) OF HURMUL (.\/.. H/SULCUS) Sllol llV Till-. AlTllciR (// ///(• Hriliik Museum oj Wilural /Jhti^ry) <^ c. X^, y THE GORGE OF THE RIVER DE LOS ANTIGUOS 147 shoot the buck, for we were m need of food. Leaving the meat,after tying a handkerchief above it to scare away the condors, wehastened back to fetch the extra horses. We had had scanty dietfor some days, and the thought of a full meal put strength into were not long in bringing up the remainder of our troop, butwhen returning we saw three condors drop suspiciously near the deadhuemul. By the time we arrived there was hardly an ounce of meatleft on the bones, and only the quarter, which we had hidden in thebushes, remained, even that beino- a o-ood deal torn and mangled. or? o Such as it was, however, we made the best of it, and aftercutting away the damaged parts, found enough for a meal. Itturned out to be the driest, stringiest, wo
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