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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However, There Looks As If There Might Be
One About 5 Miles East Of Our Big Hill.
Behind some barren ridges,
about 50 feet high.
So we are making for them to see what we can
find. If no connection, we must portage, but we will not mind a
little portage now, with Michikamau waters just over it. Westward
from our hill are dozens of little lakes, and a good deal of low
burned land. S.E. more lakes. Must be an easy portage from the
lakes on which we were muddled two weeks ago. That's where we
missed it, in not finding that portage.
Thursday, September 10th. - Wind west, cloudy. Temp. 5 A.M. 46
degrees. Rain in evening. Cut legs from old drawers and pulled
them over pants as leggings. Went east looking for opening in N.W.
River. Think we saw it in ridge to northeast, came S.W. Believe
that we saw also opening into Michikamau's Bay which runs out of
lake on S.E. side. Wind delayed, and we only got to foot of
mountain from which we expect to see it. Camped. Rain commenced.
While scouting I shot a large spruce partridge with pistol.
Friday, September 11th. - Raining in morning. Wind southwest.
Temp. 49 degrees. Ate last meal of mother's sweet dried apples.
We are on the verge of success apparently, in sight of Michikamau
from which it is not far to the caribou grounds and the Nascaupees.
Yet we are sick at heart at this long delay and the season's
lateness and our barefoot condition.
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