40 EXPLORATION OF THE CANONS OF THE COLORADO. 
can see, far up the river, a line of crags standing sentinel on either side, and 
Mount Hawkins in the distance. 
June 26. The forenoon is spent in getting our large boats over the 
rapids. This afternoon, we find three falls in close succession. We carry 
our rations over the rocks, and let our boats shoot over the falls, checking 
and bringing them to land with lines in the eddies below. At three o'clock 
we are all aboard again. Down the river we are carried by the swift 
waters at great speed, sheering around a rock now and then with a timely 
stroke or two of the oars. At one point, the river turns from left to right, 
in a direction at right angles to the canon, in a long chute, and strikes the 
right, where its waters are heaped up in great billows, that tumble back in 
breakers. We glide into the chute before we see the danger, and it is too 
late to stop. Two or three hard strokes are given on the right, and we 
pause for an instant, expecting to be dashed against the rock. The bow of 
the boat leaps high on a great wave ; the rebounding waters hurl us back, 
and the peril is past. The next moment, the other boats are hurriedly sig 
naled to land on the left. Accomplishing this, the men walk along the shore, 
holding the boats near the bank, and let them drift around. Starting again, 
we soon debouch into a beautiful valley, and glide down its length for ten 
miles, and camp under a grand old cottonwood. This is evidently a fre 
quent resort for Indians. Tent poles are lying about, and the dead embers 
of late camp fires are seen. On the plains, to the left, antelope are feeding. 
Now and then a wolf is seen, and after dark they make the air resound with 
their howling. 
June 27. Now our way is along a gently flowing river, beset with 
many islands; groves are seen on either side, and natural meadows, where 
herds of antelope are feeding. Here and there we have views of the distant 
mountains on the right. 
During the afternoon, we make a long detour to the west, and return 
again, to a point not more than half a mile from where we started at noon, 
and here we camp, for the night, under a high bluff. 
June 28. To day, the scenery on either side of the river is much the 
same as that of yesterday, except that two or three lakes are discovered, 
lying in the valley to the west. After dinner, we run but a few minutes, 
