National Geographic : 1925 Apr
THE NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC MAGAZINE gether with two extra cases of photographic supplies, swelled the baggage to a volume that demanded the in S crease of our 16-horse pack train by two or three head. \Vith no animals of the sturdy breed necessary for the rough work avail able at Lake Louise, "Soapy" Smith, head packer and owner of the stock, philosoph ically decided to di . - vide the extra load Photograph by Byron Harmon BUSTER RIDING A SWIMMING PACK HORSE ACROSS THE FLOODED SASKATCHEWAN (SEE TEXT, rains, but fortunately we tried it out be fore starting, and learned that even the softest pencil point would skid along the polished surface without leaving the ves tige of a mark. That was why my little folding type writer was requisitioned at the last mo ment to fill the breach. A sharply struck key left an impression on the tough, smooth paper which resisted blurring, even under the hard rubbing of a moist finger tip. LETTING "NATURE TAKE ITS COURSE" ON THE EXPEDITION'S BAGGAGE The unexpected addition of radio and carrier pigeons, with their accessories, to- among the horses he had, adding that we could "let Nature take its course" in reducing the loads to proper proportions. I innocently sup posed this cryptic re mark referred to in roads our appetites would make upon the grub supply, but, as the sequel proved, our trail - wise mountain eer was thinking of what happens to overly bulky packs in traversing a land of muskeg (marsh) and fallen timber. PAGE 406) We encountered close-growing timber as soon as we turned north from the rail way line, and the first nine miles up the swampy flats of Bow River were a fitting initiation for the stern work coming. One of the first packs to he knocked under a horse's heels, by colliding with the limb of a half-fallen tree, originally consisted of cases of jam and baking powder, with the insulated wire for the radio aerial riding between. Only the tangled antennae materials preserved their identity so as to be recognizable after the terrible mauling under new-shod hoofs. The preserve-smeared and powder dusted loops were, nevertheless, still in a condition to lend point to old Soapy's atrocious attempt at a joke.