CHAPTER XIV 

 THE RAINY SEASON 



BY June we had worked north along the west side 

 until we reached a point level with Sawyer's Peak, 

 where we began. This completed the horseshoe 

 shaped southern portion of the baseline from which 

 we had cruised the whole south end of the range. 

 So we packed up and moved over the divide once 

 more to jibe with our first work and work north from 

 there along the east slope. 



These runs were anything but pleasant. The east 

 side, rougher and less heavily timbered than the 

 western half of the Eange, was for that the more 

 difficult to cruise, and the region that we now went 

 through seemed worse than any place we had en- 

 countered thus far. But we were becoming thor- 

 oughly hardened and accustomed to expect a pretty 

 severe grind each day; we were getting into the 

 swing of the work and reeling off the long, brushy 

 runs with infinitely less effort than in the begin- 

 ning. 



We first tackled North Percha Creek watershed, 

 then came a hateful little cliff bordered canyon called 

 Cave Creek, and finally, about the middle of the 

 month, we reached Cub Canyon. Ahead, less than 



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