They had their central camp.

In small parties they followed up and down the majestic stream, and pursued the windings of the brooks flowing into it.

They generally went in parties of two or three.
Wherever night found them, whether with cloudless skies or raging storm, it mattered not, the work of an hour with their hatchets, reared for them a sheltering camp.

Before it blazed the ever-cheerful, illuminating fire.
Rich viands of the choicest game smoked upon the embers, and the hunters, reclining upon their couches of blankets or furs, exulted in the luxurious indulgence of a hunter's life.

With all the hardships to which one is exposed in such adventures, there is a charm accompanying them which words cannot easily describe.