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ground qbout 3 half mi-le farther up the canyon ¦ The sheep drank from the same spring by us making small ponds. I collected water in a water bag by peeling the bark from a limb, making it into a trough allowing the water to trickle into the bag. Back at the camp, I soon learned not to pour tne water into a cup, but to orink out or the bag, because mosquito larva would be seen wiggling in the cup. In moving camp, my Uncle John taught me many useful at camp mainly for moving camp. At times, they were a big nuisance. They would often disappear when needed the most. One of them was a genuine thief, She loved to sneak into tne tent when we were away, tind trie sack the flour everywhere and eat it. Of course, this always required a special trip to town to replenish the flour. One morning while going to the spring for water riding one of the donkeys, as we came around a sharp bend in the trail, suddenly two huge, ferocious bulls were in them. Blood was oozing from their nostrils. Tneir heads showed several bleeding cuts and their eyes were all bloodshot r 1 tried to stop the stupid donkey¦ but she kept on going as if nothing were there. When the bulls saw us coming, they backed away three or four feet. Just as we were directly between them, the donkey stopped dead until the donkey finished and moved on down the trail. By this time» the bulls had decided to Quit fighting. The little donkey truly knew no fear. By mid summer, we were camped in a very wild, rugged area. We seldom saw anyone, and we were very lonely. 22 |
