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The place was convenient for camping, but the banks of the river were steep, and there was much difficulty in watering the horses and transport animals. "We are in for another bad night," one of the General's staff said to Gregory, as the evening approached. "It looks like it. Clouds are banking up fast.
His favorite camping ground was on the north side, a pretty site in itself, but with no special view. In order to enjoy the lovely mountains, we should be obliged to row out into the lake: we wanted them always before our eyes, at sunrise and sunset, and in the blaze of noon.
And it's a strange thing for them to choose this cove if they are just cruising along the coast." "There weren't any yachts here last year when we were camping," said Margery. "But it is a lovely spot, and it's public land along here, isn't it?" "No, not exactly. It won't be used for a long time, I expect, but it has an owner.
Delegations to these conventions would often ride in carriages or on horseback twenty-five or thirty miles, camping out during the excursion. They carried banners, and often had a small log cabin mounted on wheels, in which was a barrel of hard cider, the beverage of the campaign.
It was cramped quarters for them all in the wagon, with the camping equipment, jolting along the country roads; and they walked most of the hills. But the journey was a jubilant one, and they welcomed the first gleaming of Whitecap pond with whoops of delight.
"Where ith the camp?" wailed Tommy. "I can't go another thtep. I'm finithed." "Rest a few moments," directed the guide. "The shower is ended," announced Miss Elting. "Let it rain some more," declared Jane McCarthy sturdily. "We can't get any wetter and the rain will help to cool us off. It doesn't seem to be far to the camping place." "It isn't far in a straight line.
"He means a wildcat, Steve!" exclaimed one of those who listened with all his nerves on edge. "Or, perhaps, it might have been a panther," remarked Steve, a tinge of eagerness in his voice, for Steve wanted to distinguish himself while on this camping trip by doing some wonderful exploit. "And here we stand like a lot of gumps, when our guns are within reach.
Our great aim was to get over it some time before dark, so that we might gain a lower level for camping; and, as we hoped, find water, even though we might not succeed in killing any bird or beast for supper. We had both become very silent; in truth, I found my tongue clinging to the roof of my mouth, and a dry, painful sensation in the throat.
The earth was baked until it cracked beneath the parching sun and wind. There had been no rain for weeks; but, to-day, the raw wind sent the lead-colored clouds flying over the sky, and the lead-colored clouds were heavy with rain. All the morning and till mid-afternoon, the column had been camping not far away, while their weary, hungry mounts had been turned out on the veldt to graze.
We were very glad to get on shore, and haul up the canoe. While some of the party collected wood for a fire, and made other preparations for camping, Munch, taking his gun and a small iron pot, asked me if I would accompany him into the forest. In a short time we reached a group of pitch-pines, one of which he tapped, and collected the juice in the pot.