A shooting trip to Kamchatka . TYPE OF EN(;iNE OX THE TRANS-SI BEKIAX RAILWAY. those endless steppes of the west. The forests con-sisted chiefly of huge larches, birch, fir, and occasionalcedars. At first sight they strongly reminded one ofthe scenery round St. Petersburg. Numbers of treeslay rotting and moss-covered on the marshy ground,others half uprooted by gales leant against theirneighbours in a state of desolation, the underwood 32 A SHOOTING TRIP TO KAMCHATKA beino thick and dense. It was evident that no humanhand had ever attempted to preserve them. The trainseemed to cut its way thro
A shooting trip to Kamchatka . TYPE OF EN(;iNE OX THE TRANS-SI BEKIAX RAILWAY. those endless steppes of the west. The forests con-sisted chiefly of huge larches, birch, fir, and occasionalcedars. At first sight they strongly reminded one ofthe scenery round St. Petersburg. Numbers of treeslay rotting and moss-covered on the marshy ground,others half uprooted by gales leant against theirneighbours in a state of desolation, the underwood 32 A SHOOTING TRIP TO KAMCHATKA beino thick and dense. It was evident that no humanhand had ever attempted to preserve them. The trainseemed to cut its way through at the modest speed offifteen miles an hour. At one of the stations we werecompelled to wait over four hours, owing to the factthat the man who looked after the water reservoir. FRIDGE OVER THE VEN1^:^EI KIVER. had gone off to his village carrying the key in hispocket. At another station the telegraph official wasso drunk that he was unable to announce our arrivalto the next station, which necessitated another delayof a couple of hours. On May 24 we crossed thebeautiful Yenissei bridge at Krasnoiarsk, a town of noslight importance on the left bank of that our numerous stoppages we reached ARRIVAL AT IRKUTSK 33 Irkutsk, only seven hours late, on the Monday wewere due, May 28. Irkutsk, the capital of Siberia, is a large andformerly prosperous town, situated at the junctionof the Angara and Irkut rivers. Between the railwaystation and the town the weary traveller crosses the fiir^B<ir^[fiii%ff*11liii^^^ ^^^:: THE TOWxN OF IRKUTSK. broad Angara on a pontoon bridge, and presentlyreaches the Metropole Hotel after a severe shakingover unpaved streets. But here his troubles cannot depict the filth which has to be en-countered. The
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