Volume 4, 1951 - The Arctic Circle - Home
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Onoe olear of this new stra1t the voyage down the<br />
sound was not too d1ff1oult, and early morning saw us nearly<br />
half the distanoe to Cape Airy. Inside a little river, not<br />
far from Stanley Head, whioh flowed 1nto an unnamed bay, we<br />
finally anohored the oanoe and oamped. This 11ttle stream<br />
drained a number of lakes on a low foreland fronting a<br />
higher hill.<br />
At last we were fa1rly oonfident that we would<br />
manage to o1role the Island without mishap, and at th1s<br />
stage we still had 60 gallons of gasoline, enough for )00<br />
miles, and at least 60 days food. Thus, if time had permitted"<br />
it would have been ent1rely feasible t.ohave reaohed<br />
our minor goal, Bathurst Island, where we had 1ntended to<br />
examine the very large anticline which plunges west from<br />
Goodsir Inlet.<br />
Early morning found Thorsteinson at his favourite<br />
occupation, examining the hills through f1eld-glasses.<br />
This time he was a little luok1er than usual, for a few<br />
miles to the west he saw a large herd of musk oxen peacefully<br />
grazing on the low lying land near the lakes. Th1s,<br />
of course, to Thorsteinson, was the cl1max of the journey,<br />
and aIl of us took the opportunity to take a large number<br />
of photographs of the herd.<br />
<strong>The</strong>se musk oxen were extremely tame, like every<br />
other animal we had so far encountered, and allowed us to<br />
approach several times to within ten feet. However, one<br />
old bull, who up to this time had patiently manoeuvered<br />
his charges against this novel menace, finally took<br />
umbrage and charged the writer while he was lying on the<br />
ground attempting to obtain a photograph of the herd<br />
against the skye By good fortune l was able to roll<br />
olear of the animal and in the end both of us stood<br />
breathing heavily and eyeing eaoh other about five feet<br />
apart. <strong>The</strong> animal finally backed into the herd but not<br />
before a couple of excellent exposures were obtained.<br />
As we turned to leave, the oldest bull threw out<br />
the two younger bulls as flank guards and the whole herd<br />
galloped away at a speed which we considered to be at<br />
least 15 to 20 miles an hour. It is quite oertain that<br />
had any of the party realized that these animaIs were so<br />
tleet not one of us would have dared to come w1thin 100<br />
yards of the herd.