Here and there small openings occur on rocky places, commanding fine views across the cultivated valley to the ocean.

These I found by the tracks were favorite outlooks and resting-places for the wild animals--bears, wolves, foxes, wildcats, etc .-- which abound here, and would have to be taken into account in the establishment of bee-ranches.

In the deepest thickets I found wood-rat villages--groups of huts four to six feet high, built of sticks and leaves in rough, tapering piles, like musk-rat cabins.

I noticed a good many bees, too, most of them wild.

The tame honey-bees seemed languid and wing-weary, as if they had come all the way up from the flowerless valley.
After reaching the summit I had time to make only a hasty survey of the basin, now glowing in the sunset gold, before hastening down into one of the tributary canons in search, of water.