with a cargo of furs to the borders of Missouri on 
the same road by which we had come up here. The 
greater part of the rest of our company planned 
to go to the Columbia River; some, too, from there 
to California. The latter scheme attracted me par- 
ticularly. I thought of getting to the Columbia in 
some months, going to California in the fall, spend- 
ing the winter there, and returning in the spring by 
way of Santa Fe to the United States. I therefore 
joined that party. Of late the temperature had been 
pretty high at noon; the nights, on the other hand, 
cool. For the first time I felt somewhat unwell, but 
not enough so to prevent a further journey. The 
most difficult part of our trip, the crossing of the 
main chain of the mountains, still lay before us. 
Capt. Bonneville had already penetrated to the Green 
River valley with wagons; but, as far as I know, no 
attempt has as yet been made to go over the moun- 
tains themselves with them, but horses and mules 
alone are used for transportation of baggage. 
The Yearly~ 
Rendezvous 
