A Woman's Way Through Unknown Labrador An Account Of The Exploration Of The Nascaupee And George Rivers By Mrs. Leonidas Hubbard, Junior
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Bright, clear
in A.M. Southeast wind brought clouds. Began to rain as we went
to bed. Spent whole day river hunting, paddling from arm to arm of
the lakes. George and I climbed high barren ridge. Red berries
and a few blue berries. Flock ptarmigan, rockers. I shot three
with pistol, old one, two young, but could fly. Saw more mountains
on all sides. Many lakes to east. Failure to find river very
depressing to us all. Seems to end in this chain of lakes. Will
retrace our way to last rapid to be sure, and failing to find
stream, will start west up a creek valley on a long portage to
Michikamau. Boys ready for it. I fear it will make us late, but
see no other way. Glad Wallace and George are game. A quitter in
the crowd would be fierce.
Thursday, August 20th. - Rain last night. Cloudy in A.M. Rain P.M.
and night. Wind south. Stopped to mend moccasins and give caribou
a bit more drying before we start to cross mountains. Looked ahead
and saw two more lakes. May be a good deal of lake to help us.
Mended moccasins with raw caribou skin. While George got lunch I
took sixteen trout, fin for bait. In P.M. Wallace and I took canoe
and went back over course to last rapid, exploring to see that we
had not missed river. Sure now we have not.
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