bush-brush

Updated: May 24, 2025

Next morning, when we rode by very early, we found the little flat most attractively cleared and arranged. M'booley was out to shake us by the hand in farewell, shivering in the cold of dawn. The flirtatious and spoiled little beauties were not in evidence. One day after two very deep canyons we emerged from the forest jungle into an up and down country of high jungle bush-brush.

Stewart Edward White - The Land of Footprints