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The Uinta Range 
the boats being only three inches out of water at the gun¬ 
wales. The area between Black’s Fork and the Green was 
strewn with beautiful moss-agates. I longed to secure a 
quantity, but this was out of the question. Geese and ducks 
floated on the water around us, but with our rifles it was diffi¬ 
cult to get any. There was not a shot-gun in the party. We 
soon came in sight of the superb snow-covered Uinta range, 
extending east and west across the land, and apparently an 
effectual barrier to any progress of the river in that direction, 
but every day we drew nearer to it. Some of our men shot 
Green River Valley. Camp at Tilted Ledge near Henry’s Fork. 
Photograph by E. O. Beaman, U. S. Colo. Riv. Exp. 
three deer, and we had fresh meat for a day or two, “jerking ’* 
all we could not consume in that time. There was plenty of 
game along the river here and for a long distance down, but 
we were not skilled hunters, nor did we have time to follow 
game or manoeuvre for it, so our diet was mainly confined to 
what Andy could produce by his manipulation of the supplies 
we carried. The day following the one that gave us the deer, 
the river became very winding, and a fearful gale blew across 
it, carrying sand into our eyes and some water into our boats. 
In the late afternoon we bore down on a ridge, about one 
