was salt and almost a saturated solution-and as fresh was very scarce we were often forced to make tea with it. It was filthy stuff.
We spent two or three days on Salt River looking around, shooting (and eating) muskrats.
We built a raft and poled ourselves about. It was not a very elegant craft, but answered the purpose.
If we had found much fur “sign” here, we might have stayed for the Winter as the shack was in good condition, but everything was scarce except muskrats and a few foxes, so we decided to move on.
