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Sunday Sept. 20. Lower Bow                7 hrs. to Laggan.

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Saturday, Sept. 19. Bow Lake                5 to 5½ hrs. drive to camp near Lower Bow Lake.  Met J. Simpson.

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Friday, Sept. 18. Wildfowl Camp.                7 hrs. drive to head of Upper Bow Lake.

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Mosquito Camp. Thursday, Sept. 17.                6 hrs. 20 m. drive to the lower end of Wildfowl L.  The Sask. has changed its channels too, since the high water – thought we were going to have to swim the last one.  W. went into it carrying Muggins, but the pup got an unexpected dunking, for he was pitched off pretty quick when Peter lost his footing and began to swim.  U. found a place

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Graveyard Camp. Wednesday, Sept. 16.                Weather trying to clear off, but on persistent shower kept right with us for an hour going down the valley.  5 hrs. drive to Mosquito Camp.  Beautiful and warm and sunny when we arrived.  Mts. all covered with fresh snow, autumn foliage and cloud effects very pleasing.  Aneroid 4650.                W. found the Midget after a long

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Moss Camp. Tuesday, Sept. 15.                Heavy rain in the night, continuing more moderately most of the day.  2½ hrs. to Graveyard Camp.  When we got out on the flats after the last bit thro the woods, there, a few hundred yards to the left of the high rock bluff where the trail comes out, stood a teepee large as life and twice as natural with smoke coming out at the top.  We did not

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Camp Parker Monday Sept. 14.                Aneroid when we left, 6600 ft.  4 hrs. 20 m. drive to Moss Camp.  Aneroid at the big hill 6400 ft at the top, 5400 at the bottom.  Weather still very unsettled, with occasional showers.  It looks as if there was forest fire smoke down in the Sask valley and toward the Bow Summit.  As soon as we got over the Wilcox Pass to Camp Parker and could

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Sheep Camp II. Sunday Sept. 13.                5 hrs. drive over the pass and down to Camp Parker.  The best day we have had on the pass, but a cold wind blowing and showers near us although we only got a few drops of rain.  No snow lying there at all.  Aneroid at Sheep Camp this A. M. 6900 ft. – Wilcox pass 7800 ft.  Mr. Brown and H. went from their first muskeg camp after leaving us, to

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Camp XIV. Friday, Sept. 11. Off at 9 A. M. 5½ hrs. to Flats Camp. Had expected to camp at the big meadow just below the quicksands, but it only took a little over two hours to get there, so had to keep on the Flats, the next feed. Perfect weather, frost last night, bright sun all day and not a cloud in the sky. Very peculiar and brilliant northern lights, starting with a bright streak right

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Camp XIV. Friday, Sept. 11.                Off at 9 A. M.  5½ hrs. to Flats Camp.  Had expected to camp at the big meadow just below the quicksands, but it only took a little over two hours to get there, so had to keep on the Flats, the next feed.  Perfect weather, frost last night, bright sun all day and not a cloud in the sky.  Very peculiar and brilliant northern lights, starting with

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Developing Camp. Thursday, Sept. 10.                   2¼ hrs. more to camp XIV.  Looked across at Departure Camp and Hobson’s Choice, as we passed.  The SunWapta is very low, looks as if it could be forded almost anywhere now: and the Poboktan a very insignificant stream.  Showers.

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Wednesday, Sept. 9.                Lots of fresh snow down to below the timber line.  A Scotch-misty day.  Travelled 2¾ hrs. and camped at 11.15 at Developing Camp I, crossing the Su-Wapta a little below Developing Camp II, and thereby escaping the bad hole that Brownie got stuck in.  There has been a bunch of caribou up the Su-Wapta this summer – five or six of them, two calves.

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Shirt Camp III Tuesday, Sept. 8.                Moved out at 10.30 and camped at 3 P. M. by the “beautiful Su-Wapta” between Matchstick II and Developing II.  A cold day.  Violent snow squalls raging, but we were lucky and only got the edge of an occasional one.  The autumn colors are beginning to be very pleasing in the scrub growing on slides, on the higher slopes.

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Monday Sept. 7. Salt Lick Camp II.                Heavy rain all night.  No one up till 8 o’clock when the rain stopped, and did not get started till 11.30.  Travelled till 4 P. M. and camped a little beyond Shirt Camp II where we were on the way down, near the place where M. and I got so many strawberries the day we laid over while the trail was cut out.  There must be a fine bunch of mts.

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The High Camp. (Mt. Hardisty Camp.) Sunday, Sept. 6.                Travelled just a short 3 hrs. and camped a little below Salt Like Camp – just about half the time it took us to go down when we were stopping all the time to look for the trail, which only seems to exist in a few spots.  Clear day, but clouds gathering as if for another storm.  Most peculiar glaring sunset effects.

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Prairie Camp, Sat. Sept. 5.                3½ hrs. to Mt. Hardisty Camp.  The trail did not seem so bad as when we went down.  To our great surprise the weather was bright and sunny.  I could hardly believe my eyes when I woke and looked out of the tent and saw blue sky.

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Friday, Sept. 4.                A three hours’ move brought us to Prairie Camp, off again and on again with the trail.  Another showery day.  We did not get much rain, but it was pouring both up and down the river all P. M.  Great washing and laundry act – one more was after this before we get to Laggan.

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Henry House Camp. Thursday, Sept. 3.                Moved out at 8.45 and travelled 4¾ hrs.  The trail was new to us, except just the first part, for when we came down we were not on any trail and were brought up short at the rock bluff at the end.  It led us around behind the rock bluff very neatly, over various high benches.  If it had been clear it seems as if we ought to have seen the

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Moberly Camp II. Sept 2. – Wednesday                We got off about 9:30 expecting to be able to ford the Maligne mouth by this time.  Arrived there about 11 after rather a funny chase, for we were rush enough to get separated.  W. took an upper trail, supposed to be better than the one by the river that we were on coming down, but the pack horses failed to notice which way we went and

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Swift’s mill for flour, Mary Schäffer Fonds, Whyte Museum of the Canadian Rockies (V527 / PS1 - 97) Swift Camp. Tuesday, Sept. 1st.                Rain in the night.  While the packing was being done, M. and I went with Swift to see his flour mill.  He has made a most ingenious waterwheel etc., and has quite a system of water works, supplying his irrigation ditches from the

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Swift Camp. Monday Aug. 31.                Laid over, and W. spent the morning taking the shoes off the horses.  M. and I ambled back and forth between our house and the Swift shack, as Mrs. S. was finishing a buckskin coat embroidered with silk work for M., and it had to be tried on a good many times.  The old man came over to our camp fire in the evening and edified us with lurid tales

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Caledonia Camp. Sunday, Aug. 30.                No one up till 8 o’clock as it rained till then.  Clearing afterwards with occasional rather fierce showers.  M. and I stated out at 10.30 ahead of the outfit so as to have time to stop at Henry House for photos.  Just before we got there, came upon Mrs. Swift with Lettie and they baby, she was out after gooseberries.  Reached Swift’s about

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Boulder Creek Camp. Saturday, Aug. 29.                Off at 9.30.  3½ hrs. drive.  Weather more threatening and light showers during day.  We kept to the high water trail, as the other does not seem to be anything extra good anyway, according to the accounts we have heard of it.  Met an outfit as we were getting down toward the Ath valley. Bugler acted as if it was a bear when he first

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Dominion Prairie Camp. Friday, Aug. 28.                At breakfast at the late hour of 8.30 W. explained the weird sounds we heard last night.  He was at the Chicago Kid’s camp when Mr. Lister left us, and said Mr. L. came over there afterwards and they chewed the rag a long time.  His report of the inside track conservation, and plans and methods of prospectors as such, was edifying. 

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On the Yellowhead Pass, Moore Family Fonds, Whyte Museum of the Canadian Rockies (V439 / PS - 52) Yellowhead Lake II Camp. Thursday, Aug. 27.                Over the Yellowhead Pass again today.  4½ hrs. drive.  Weather trying to clear up every day, but never quite succeeding.  When we reached Dominion Prairie we thought at first there was no one camped there, but just

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Yellowhead Lake looking east, Moore Family Fonds, Whyte Museum of the Canadian Rockies (V439 / PS - 51) Moose River Camp. Wednesday, Aug. 26.                Still cloudy and threatening, but not raining, so everyone moved out.  We did not get out till 10.30 and the other outfit still a little later.  After 5½ hrs. drive camped on Yellowhead lake not quite so far up as our

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Moose River Camp. Tuesday, Aug. 25.                Rain, Laid over.  Fresh snow on the mts.  we are hoping Dr. Coleman is not trying to climb Robson Pk. these days.  M. got a bang on the leg yesterday as Nibs jumped a log and it swelled pretty fiercely, so she was just as glad to have a day off to give it a chance.  The other people laid over too.  They are a queer pair to be prospecting

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Moose Lake Camp. Monday Aug. 24.                We made the long drive today past the lake etc., in 6½ hrs.  Started wearing slickers on account of wet brush, but soon shed them as it partly cleared and was pretty dryish until we almost reached the upper end of the lake, when it rained gently again for a while.  Thought we should get into camp dry, but no such luck.  As we were passing

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Swift Current Camp. Sunday, Aug. 23.                Cloudy morning and began to rain before packing was done, so we started out wearing slickers although the chances were we should see the prospectors as we passed.  Their horses did cross the river on them, Mr. K. was up after them quite early and said he had to swim for it.  They grinned cheerfully as we rode past their camp, and Mr.

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Swift Current Camp. Saturday, Aug. 22.                We started off gaily after breakfast with just saddle horses to up the Grand Fork to the lake at the base of Robson Pk.  Saw be the tracks that the Indian berry pickers from the Cache had been up there recently.  Came to a camp where we recognized the style of fireplace as Dr. Coleman’s.  He tried to get to Robson this way first last

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Tete Jaune Cache. Friday, Aug. 21.                We hit the pike, homeward bound, at 9:30 after, of course, an affectionate farewell, photos taken, etc.  Made quicker time than going down – 5 hrs. took us just across Swift Current River, where we camped.  Northern lights again in the evening, this time rays going straight up from the horizon.

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Tete Jaune Cache. Thursday, Aug. 20.                Laid over today to give the horses and ourselves a rest after the hard road we have been travelling so long – and we have to go straight back over it again. W. does not cease to wish for an air ship, and is occasionally heard to exclaim in the most heartfelt tone “oh Lord, I wish I were ten thousand miles from here!”               

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Robson Park Camp Wednesday, Aug 19                Off at 8.15 and had the usual 6 hrs. drive over a trail not too bad in spots, with five views of Robson Pk, behind us at first, but after a bend in the Fraser R., when it was supposed to be only 5 miles more to the Cache, we went on for hours, everything very monotonous – scenery, a straight, rather deep sided valley – trail, climbing up and

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First Glimpse of Mount Robson, Moore Family Fonds, Whyte Museum of the Canadian Rockies (V439 / PS - 53) Grand Forks Monday Aug. 18.                Mr. Barra was off before we were up, as he means to make the Cache tonight, a distance of 23 miles in a straight line according to McEvoy. We started at 9 and travelled only 6 hrs. to the Grand Fork. The trail was not so

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Moose River Camp Monday Aug. 17. Started at 9:15. 7 ½ hrs. drive; bad trail, but going steadily all the time. Reached the upper end of Moose Lake at 10:45, a long chain sloughs above it. Took 4½  hrs. to get to the foot of the lake – 7 ½ miles long. Swift had told us what a very pretty lake it was, but we did not think it anything wonderful, and it seemed about twenty seven and a half miles

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[Indian canoes beside the Fraser River], Moore Family Fonds,  Whyte Museum of the Canadian Rockies (V439 / PS - 55) Yellowhead Lake Camp. Sunday Aug 16                Heard the coyotes again dimly through my dreams at crack of dawn. We got started at 9.10 AM; the Indians had not left when we passed their camp. They are just the people we needed to meet. One of them knows

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Dominion River Camp. Saturday, Aug. 15.                An. 3750 ft.  Partly cloudy and very slight showers early in A. M.  Off at 8.30.  4½ hrs.  The Lister camp at breakfast as we passed.  Mr. L gave M. a piece of graphite, but it does not look like any I ever saw before.  We reached the summit of Yellowhead Pass about 10.15.  It is only 3723 ft., and covered with tall, thick spruce

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Boulder Creek Camp. Friday, Aug. 14.                3½ hrs. travel.  Camped at Deer Creek on the “prairie.”  Trail something like yesterday, but not quite so bad.  At 5 P.M. an outfit came riding into camp – Mr. Lister – they left Swift’s the day after us, and did in two days what we took three for.  Their horses are in bad shape, however.  They are going to stay here a day or two, as it

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Caledonia Camp. Thursday, Aug. 13.                We were 4 hrs. on the trail and camped at a place which McEvoy says is 8 miles in a straight line from the mouth of the Miette.  There are two trails, one to use at low water and one at high water.  The low one is best when the river is fordable, and we meant to take it as one outfit has been over it already, but found ourselves on the

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Swift Camp. Wednesday, Aug. 12.                We packed our three duffle bags with the three children watching every motion.  They don’t speak much English.  Mr. Swift says the boy, Dean, speaks the most, but he could not be induced to say a word to us, even when we made him a present of an old red necktie, and tied it around his neck.  I wondered how he came to be named so appropriately

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Moberly Camp. Tuesday, Aug. 11.                We decided to move up and camp near Swift’s today, as his accounts of B.C. trails made us give up the idea of going in by way of the big bend of the Columbia to Donald, or any of the other ways in that direction, so we shall have to come back here on the way home, and can leave part of our grub in his store house.  When we arrived in sight

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Maligne Gorge, Moore Family Fonds, Whyte Museum of the Canadian Rockies (V439 / PS - 64) Henry House Camp. Monday, Aug. 10.                We started about 8 o’clock not knowing at all how far we should get – to the head of the Maligne gorge anyway.  The trail they had worked out up along the edge of the gorge was rather an effective one.  It went along the top of a high

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Henry House Camp. Sunday, Aug. 9.                Waked up to hear thunder and rain on the tent – small and vary local showers.  M. and I presently rose up in our bags and sat looking at each other.  We thought we heard a voice!  It sounded like a man calling from a distance, with his voice pitched high to make it carry far.  We heard it three times, and not hearing anyone come running out

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Rock Bluff CampSaturday, Aug. 8.               I was waked at 5.10 A.M by footsteps at our front door, and opened my eyes to see a shadow picture of U and Pinto going by.  We thought him getting in so early did not look as if the quest had been successful, and W. told us a tale of woe at breakfast, U. having gone to have a sleep.  He found a good trail, leading into the river and out the other

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A smudge where our horses were soon at peace in the choking smoke, Mary Schäffer Fonds, Whyte Museum of the Canadian Rockies (V527 / PS1 - 48) Miette Camp. Friday, Aug. 7.                A warm morning.  When I woke and looked out there were already swarms of sand flies jigging around in the sunshine outside our bug net.  Smudges for the horses again while they were tied

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Burnt Camp on North Fork, Mary Schaffer fonds, Whyte Museum of the Canadian Rockies (V439 / PS1 - 15) Prairie Camp. Thursday, Aug. 6.                Travelled from 7.45 A.M. to 1.30 P.M.  Fairly good open going, but the greater part of the time we were not on the trail.  We suspect it went way back and along the base of the mts., whereas we kept rather near the river on terraces,

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The High Camp. (Mt. Hardisty Camp.) Wednesday, Aug. 5.                An. 4200 ft.  Started off at 8.20 and travelled till 1 P.M.  The trail continued in its evil ways for almost 2 hrs, logs to be continually, alder and willow brush to push through, queer scrubby corners between rock ridges and old moraines, and such steep pitches up and down that it felt as if Bugler would certainly

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Salt Lick Camp. Tuesday, Aug. 4.                Started at 8.30, travelled 6 hrs. and covered probably 6 miles.  We went along pretty well till we came to the canyon, perhaps 4 miles below Salt Lick Camp.  The falls and canyon are quite fine.  We were on the lookout for it, and at a slight turn of the river saw a cloud of spray rising like a miniature Niagara, It is a good deal like the

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Shirt Camp II. Monday Aug. 3.                Started at 8.30 and travelled 5 hrs.  All went well over the part they cut out yesterday, and until 11 A.M.; then troubles began again.  Recent fires, windfalls, trails washed off into the river, etc., made lots of cutting, wriggling around bad places, and hunting up of the elusive trail necessary.  We passed a dreary looking camp in a dark,

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Shirt Camp II. Sunday, Aug. 2.                The day started out to be a hot one.  Sun so warm at 7 A. M. that instead of making a fire in front of our tent, W. came and draped blankets over it to keep it cool.  They went off with their axes about 9, and M. fetched in Nibs and Bugler and we did the strawberrying act again – went back to the edge of the willow brush where we were stuck

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Matchstick Camp II. (4½ hrs.) Saturday, Aug. 1.                Started at 9 o’clock, and said a glad farewell to the “beautiful Su-Wapta” and its equally beautiful trails.  At first there was not much improvement, as we got stuck almost immediately in a think swamp, but after getting clear of that it grew more open, and we skirted the shores of two rather sloughy lakes in the midst of

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Developing Camp. II. Friday, July 31.                Off at 8 o’clock.  Travelled 5¾ hrs. and only got as far as the canyon, probably not six miles.  The trail was the limit, although we knew several outfits were over it last year.  It was not so much on the river edge as yesterday, and not so much softness, but an awful lot of cutting, and places where it was very blind.  After lunch M.

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Departure Camp. Thursday, July 30.                Rain all night until 7 A.M.  An. 4750 ft.  Off at 10.10 and drove 4½ hrs.  Passed Developing Camp somewhat more than half way down.  The trail, when there was one, was on the whole more solid than the one on the other side of the river, but there were several very bad bits, and quite a little cutting to be done.  At one place where the trail

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Departure CampWednesday, July 29                Mr B and H did not get off very early, as some of the horses they were to have had strayed away from the bunch, and were found at a distant point, taking in the scenery, about 9 o’clock.  Ricks, Wilcox, Roany, Ginger, Pinky II, The Twins and Charles, go with them.  U. and H. tried the ford before they took them all across, and found it not too

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[Endless Chain], Mary Schäffer Fonds, Whyte Museum of the Canadian Rockies (V4527 / PS 1-18) Hobson`s Choice Camp. Tuesday, July 28.               W cut prospecting before breakfast. He found that about 1½ miles down the river on the other side was the big Indian tepee and drying rack camp where the big Brewster out it was also registered which we had seen last year. And an

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A hard bit of bush, Mary Schäffer Fonds, Whyte Museum of the Canadian Rockies (V4527 / PS 1-17) Castillea Camp. Monday, July 27.                Off at 9.30.  We knew the trail would probably be bad, so thought it might take 5 hrs., being about 7 or 8 miles.  But it was 7 P.M. when we made camp.  The trail was a sweet mixture of fallen burnt timber, muskeg, and no trail at all

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1st. Maligne Camp. Sunday, July 26.                3 hrs. over the pass.  Camped at junction of the two creeks.  The hillsides among the burnt timber covered with castillaea, etc., more gorgeous than anything I ever saw.  The castillaea we saw yesterday on the Maligne, were more beautiful in variety of color (Mr. B. got 28 different ones), but there are greater masses of it here.  After

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Eureka Camp Saturday July, 25                Showers – rain A.M., snow P.M.  Off at 1.10, reached first Maligne Camp ___ P.M.  An. 6600 ft.

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Kishkassan Camp. Friday, July 24.                Heavy rain in the night.  Showers during the day.  Off at 9 A.M.  Arrived at Eureka Camp 1.30 P.M.  River lower than when we came down.  The horses naturally thought we were going to stop at Chaba Camp, and hit up the pace well as we approached it.  Black Bess got out in the middle of the meadow and did a pas seul to show her enthusiasm. 

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Thursday, July 23.                Ferried back again over to Kishkassan Camp, and they drove the horses in before the last load came across, and they took their swim less reluctantly than when they went over.  Mr. B., M. and I got all of them except Roany and Ginger caught and tied up before the boys came.  All landed by 12.20.  A strong south wind, forest fire smoke drifting in.  Bar. low.

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[Building a raft at Maligne Lake], Mary Schäffer Fonds, Whyte Museum of the Canadian Rockies (V527 / PS 1 -74) Maligne Lake. Wednesday, July 22. U. off at 7.30 on Baldy to fetch the tent etc. from the lower regions where they have been sweltering and slaving. U. and H. Back about 4.30. They say they put a register on a tree --- one can guess the style of it as they refused to

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Maligne Lake Tuesday, July 21                Cool night again and another bright sunny day. Just as lunch was ready we had another surprise --- W. hove in sight looking almost as forlorn as on Sunday night. We prepared for the worst, of course, when we saw him, and it was not a cheerful report that he had to make. They had cut about a hole further yesterday afternoon, and then about 5 P.M

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Maligne Lake Monday, July 20                Frost last night, ice on a pail of water ¼ inch thick. All four men went off after breakfast, riding and taking one pack horse with tent and blanket for trail cutters. W. and H. the unfortunate convict labourers this time. M. and I. alone in camp had a busy day; used up every crumb of laundry soap that was left around loose, on her blankets and

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Maligne Lake Sunday, July 19 Hot, clear day. Hardly a cloud in the sky. Max. thermom[eter] 67 in shade, 96 in sun. M. and I spent most of the time loafing under the pine trees back of our tents. Mr. B. went botanizing up on the green slopes where the goats played abuot. At 7 P.M. when were just going to supper, Muggins was suddenly heard barking in the distance. We had been rather expecting him

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Kichkassan Camp Friday, July 17 W. brought the horses in before breakfast and afterwards they did the great act of driving them across the river. They did not want to go at all, U. took Nibs down ahead to give them a lead, but W. could not induce the bunch to follow him down the steep bank to the water's edge, and when he undertakes to drive horses, there is something doing, too. So they both got

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Maligne Lake Saturday, July 18 W. and U. off after breakfast, only taking grub and axes. H. is to take them fresh supplies day after tomorrow. A hot day. Nobody active except the bugs. Northern lights about 10:30. Goat gone.

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Kichkassan Camp Thursday, July 16 Showers. W. and M. went off to explore this side of the outlet and see if it would be possible to get down or if there was possibly a trail; and U. was ferried over to the do likewise on the other side. I spent the A.M. watching the goat still playing about, four of them, the kid was doing some great skipping and gambolling. Also did some repair work on the

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Chaba Camp July 15 Showers A.M. A move of only 2¾ hrs. took us to the outlet. This side of the lake for about half a mile up has been burnt, as well as the whole valley below, as far as anyone has seen. We camped just at the the corner by the outlet. A fine view up the lake. The outlet looked deep but perfectly smooth water and not too rapid. We cast our eyes on it and I said I hoped we should

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Chaba Camp Tuesday, July 14 Rain and warm. Mosquitoes gave us no let-up during the night. I did my usual stint of sleeping fairly well in spite of them, while most of the others got practically no sleep. I heard them around my bug net every time I woke, bellowing and rearing, and occasionally one got in a nip through it, or crawled under. M. got so wild that at about 5 A.M. she arose in her wrath

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Chaba Camp Monday, July 13 A day off after the strenuous labor of the last three days. Rather warm and sultry, growing more cloudy. Mosquitoes thick. Rain in evening. W. and U. did some prospecting for trail around to the foot of the lake, at intervals during the day. Found a very old one.

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Camp Unwin Sunday, July 12 Another fine day. Very little wind, perfect reflections almost all the time. The actual rowing time back to Chaba Camp was only 4¾ hrs. At only one place have we seen a sign of anyone having been up the lake before, and that was about half way between Camps Chaba and Unwin on the south shore. A tree was blazed conspicuously and near by a charred log, the remains of a

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Unwin Camp Saturday, July 11 The double, snowy mt. not in sight from camp --- hidden by a thin slab of a low peak. “Mt. Unwin” just opposite across the lake (U. was on a shoulder of it July7) also double peaked and snowy, and a fine glacier coming low down toward the lake. There was considerable doubt as how to conduct the campaign today --- whether to move camp or not, and what mountain M.

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Chaba Camp July 10 We had all the horses with us at breakfast, as W. gave them salt to make it more attractive to them to stay here while we are away. Two tents, beds and grub went with us and we reached the lake and had the cargo aboard by 10:30. M. and I were ignominiously picked up and dumped on too, as H.M.S. "Chaba" drew too much water to be brought quite up to shore, or even near enough

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Chaba Imne Thursday, July 9 The three boys spent the day building the raft, up to their knees or deeper in cold water. They had quite a time finding enough dead trees, had to bring some quite a distance, towing them along the shore. H.M.S. "Chaba" was finished about 6 P.M., and ready for the voyage tomorrow.

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Eureka Camp Wednesday, July 8 The first sound this morning was W. shouting All aboard for the lake!” He got on his fourteen foot smile when he found that all was well and we were on the right road, and he and U. have a chance of looking respectable again. They announced a few days ago that they would not shave till we found the lake ---- and have not. We were off at 9:30 and in about 3 hrs.

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1st Maligne Camp Tuesday, July 7 Rain in the night. Bar[ometer] down a little. Cloudy morning. A good deal of bright sunshine and a few showers during the day. Moved down the valley 7 or 8 miles, 3½ hrs. drive, and camped at 5859 ft. among thick spruce trees just around the bend in the creek, where we had expected to find the end of the range of mts., and be able to see whether the lake lay

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Independence Camp Monday, July 6 Off at 9 A.M. and camped at 1 P.M., a few miles down over Maligne Pass, at 6300 ft. The pass was 7300. Weather mostly dull cloudy, with a few spots of sunshine, and a few of rain. A good deal of snow to go through, about as much as Pobokton Pass. Not very steep either going up or down, and quite pleasing views. A little pond still quite covered with ice, at

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Independence Camp Sunday, July 5. Barometer going up and clearing during day. Some rain in A.M. but lovely P.M. 5800 ft. at 6 P.M. Laid over as they did not wake up till 7 A.M. and found horses, all except Ricks and Nibs, had gone way down to the river and by the time they got them back it would make a very late start for an unknown and probably long drive. So W. and U. took those two and

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4th of July Camp. Saturday, July 4 A cold night. Thermometer 30° at 7:00 A.M. While at breakfast a beastly snowstorm began, and continueviolently for about 2 hrs., making the packing painful and slow. W. and U. had to come and warm their numb hands between every few horses, and 15 are a good many to pack under those conditions. Got off at 10:45. It was a hard road to travel, all through

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Poboktan Camp Friday, July 3 Moved on down the valley. The trail kept near the creek the first part of the way, then after passing a large teepee camp, it went up a very steep hill to the top of a terrace which is quite prominent in a good many places on both sides of the valley. We travelled along the terrace several miles, fairly good going, although the trail kept vanishing in the midst of

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Wednesday, July 1 We started off ahead of the packs so we could have a chance to play about, take photos, etc. A good deal of snow in patches which we could not avoid going through. Bugler go so badly stuck several times that I had to roll off. Part of the way we went up the creek bed with high cut banks of snow on each side. Charlie did not like that part of the performance at all and we left

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Poboktan Camp Thursday, July 2 Laid over. Occasional heavy showers. W. and U. climbed a mountain to the east. W. only went far enough to get a look down the valley to the Sunwapta. U. from the top saw the Brazeau valley above the lake -- two (apparently, perhaps) practicable passes leading to the same point in it from this valley, one from the pass, and one from the north side of the mt. he

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Teepee Camp Tuesday, June 30. Off at 9 A.M. Travelled till 2 P.M. The trail was a little fierce, quick changes from burnt timber to rock climbing, muskeg, quicksands, scree slopes, and mud slides. Five or six of the pack horses were down and in trouble. An. gave 5800 for B[razeau] Lake. Coleman had it at 6200 on one map and 6300 on another. Camp 6550, well up toward the last timber. At 4 p.m.

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Teepee Camp Monday, June 29, 2011 Rain in the night and very slight showers during the day. We laid over as M. wanted to climb the green slopes to the n.e. W. and U. were up there yesterday P.M. and said she could get good pictures of Brazeau Lake. Everyone is almost always glad of an excuse to lay over, and if the feed is good, one can usually be found. Today it seemed especially fortunate

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Mrs. N.’s Camp Sunday, June 28 Rain in the night and clouds still low. We got off at 10:15 and traveled til 2 when we reached Teepee Camp. Some delays on account of pack horses getting into trouble. Ginger was packed today and H. rode Pinto. The blue horse has a sore back so W. took him and led him all the way except crossing the streams. Old Gingerbread has not a pleasant disposition anyway

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Mrs. N.’s Camp Saturday, June 27 An. [aneroid] still at 6700 ft. at 9 a.m.; up to 6500 ft. at 11 a.m. Thermom[eter] 36° at 11 A.M. Snowing hard early and ground covered. No-one up til 9.  Icicles hanging from tents and everything frozen, including boots. All took a gentle walk down to the river in P.M. We cut a tree to cross the creek from the pass. Slight snow or rain most of the 2 hrs. we

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Mrs. Nicholl’s Camp Friday, June 26 Rain. An. 6700 ft. W. and U. started off after late breakfast to prospect for a next camp ground somewhere over the high shoulder at Jonas Pass. We spent the day mostly in Mr. B.’s tent where the fire was. H. rigged up a perch of pack mantles to keep out the driving rain and snow, and we were comparatively comfortable and sympathetic for the poor things out

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Camp Parker Thursday, June 25 An. 6450 ft. at 7:30 A.M. 6300 ft. at 8:30 Clearing after breakfast and a pleasant warm day. 4½ hours drive to Mrs. Nicholl’s camp. An. gave Nigel Pass 7400 feet. Mrs. N.’s camp 6400 ft. U. saw 5 sheep on the pass in P.M.  M. and I took a short walk, then M. started to skin a gopher they caught yesterday. I objected a little to the smell thereof, and

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Camp Parker, June 24. Laid over today as the horses had a hard drive yesterday and the next one to Mrs. Nicholl’s camp on the Brazeau over the Nigel Pass, will be a long one. M., Mr. B., U. and H. took their lunch and went up the ridge U. and I were on last year, west of camp, aneroid 6,000 feet. U. ferried them over with pole. They got fossils for me, came back about 4:30, waded the creek all

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Moss Camp, Tuesday, June 23 Aneroid makes the altitude here 4850 this A.M. Last night 5050. Clearer looking weather than for two weeks past, but clouds still low. At Mosquito Camp it varied from 4800 to 4900. 4 hrs. 40 minutes. Got off at 10:20 intending to camp at the foot of the big hill, but found so little feed there W. thought [it] best to go on up to Camp Parker. The aneroid made the

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Graveyard Camp, Monday, June 22. Still raining gently when we got up, but clearing and only showers during day. About 3 hrs. drive to Moss Camp. I took a walk down the creek to the river in P.M. for a constitutional.

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Mosquito Camp, Saturday, June 21. Clouds down tight over everything, and raining gently. We waited by our own fireside till the packs were ready to start, about 11. Had not gone more than a quarter of a mile when W. yelled to know if any packs were ahead of us. As there were not, we waited developments for about half an hour. The Twins, who always gave U. endless trouble, had dashed off to one

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Mosquito Camp, Saturday, June 20. All hands up early, breakfast over by 6:45, and horses all in, but as it continued to rain harder all the time, we decided to lay over again; the horses were turned out, and we prepared for another long session by the camp fire. After lunch all off in spite of rain, mostly in different directions. I took my hammer  and went up to the canyon – found nothing of

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Mosquito Camp, Friday, June 19. Expected to get up very early and hike on up the N. Fork, but instead of the showery weather we have had ever since getting here, today was a steady downpour. So except for an occasional gentle warwhoop from some tent, there was no sigh of life in camp until 9:45. Breakfast happened about 10:30, and lunch, consisting of an especially excellent mulligan, about 3

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On June 23, a new book about Mary Schäffer, An Adventurous Woman Abroad, will be launched. Many people have heard about Mary Schäffer, the first non-native woman to see Maligne Lake. Her survey of that beautiful lake contributed to its inclusion in Jasper National Park. Fewer people know Mary (Mollie) Adams.  Mollie Adams was Mary's traveling companion on many of her journeys into the backcountry

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On June 23, a new book about Mary Schäffer, An Adventurous Woman Abroad, will be launched. Many people have heard about Mary Schäffer, the first non-native woman to see Maligne Lake. Her survey of that beautiful lake contributed to its inclusion in Jasper National Park. Fewer people know Mary (Mollie) Adams.  Mollie Adams was Mary's traveling companion on many of her journeys into the

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Mosquito Camp, Tuesday, June 16. W. and Mr. B off at 8:30 A.M. with Dandy, Nibs and Silver. Laundry to the fore again. Showery weather continuing.  Crocus, Mary Schäffer fonds, Whyte Museum of the Canadian Rockies (V527/PS 1 - 557) 

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On June 23, a new book about Mary Schäffer, An Adventurous Woman Abroad, will be launched. Many people have heard about Mary Schäffer, the first non-native woman to see Maligne Lake. Her survey of that beautiful lake contributed to its inclusion in Jasper National Park. Fewer people know Mary (Mollie) Adams.  Mollie Adams was Mary's traveling companion on many of her journeys into the backcountry

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On June 23, a new book about Mary Schäffer, An Adventurous Woman Abroad, will be launched. Many people have heard about Mary Schäffer, the first non-native woman to see Maligne Lake. Her survey of that beautiful lake contributed to its inclusion in Jasper National Park. Fewer people know Mary (Mollie) Adams.  Mollie Adams was Mary's traveling companion on many of her journeys into the

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On June 23, a new book about Mary Schäffer, An Adventurous Woman Abroad, will be launched. Many people have heard about Mary Schäffer, the first non-native woman to see Maligne Lake. Her survey of that beautiful lake contributed to its inclusion in Jasper National Park. Fewer people know Mary (Mollie) Adams. Mollie Adams was Mary's traveling companion on many of her journeys into the backcountry

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