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Rocky Mountain Trip 
our old camp. The walls fall off hereto 500 or 600 feet. 
Canon Dolores. 
Sept. 21st :/ Followed a hunting -trail that led us up to the 
summit of the cliffs and struck out through the pinons, pines and 
meadows for Lone Cone. Reached a lone butte at noon and the main 
trail up 1-Iemmeruchee Creek at 3 o'clock. I got separated from the 
party along the south face of the upper cretaceous mesa and on 
finding that there were two trails ruining toward Lone Cone was 
afraid to wait for it (the party) and struck out for camp, which 
I supposed to be in the valley east of Lone Cone. Passed the 
Beaver Dams and then took the . it hand trail at the forks and 
at sunset was up to the pine timber under Lone Cone five miles 
beyond our camp of last year. Beyond this I was totally unac¬ 
quainted with the trail. Dark was upon me before I reached the 
summit and between the swamps and snow and dense dark timber I 
had a time getting on, for which no one need ever envy me. Cross¬ 
ing the summit the last red tinge had faded from the west and I 
plunged into an unknown forest, demotimes I rode, frequently I 
led my weary mule. Sometimes I was on the trail, sometimes off. 
and the boggy, muddy, black and snow drifted forest was a most 
gloomy place. At last I came in sight of a light and was glad 
I had persevered. For half a mile or more I followed on and at 
last rode in triumph into camp - much to the surprise of the 
sleeping boys who were very glad to see me and somewhat anxious 
on account of our long stay. I told them the remainder of the 
party would certainly be in early next morning - took some supper 
and went to bed with Ht. 
Sept. %£nd ; Lone Cone. Got a fresh mule end set out to 
make some examinations at the head of the Dolores. 
Passed down a 
