You say you are looking for a good camp.

How does that beautiful spot down in the valley suit you ?" I asked him.
"That will do.

I can easily descend with the cavalry, but how to get the wagons down there is a puzzler to me," said he.
"By the time you've located your camp, your wagons shall be there," said I.
"All right, Cody, I'll leave it to you, as you seem to want to be boss," replied he pleasantly.

He at once ordered the command to dismount and lead the horses down the mountain-side.

The wagon train was a mile in the rear, and when it came up, one of the drivers asked: "How are we going down there ?" "Run down, slide down or fall down--any way to get down," said I.
"We never can do it; it's too steep; the wagons will run over the mules," said another wagon-master.
"I guess not; the mules have got to keep out of the way," was my reply.
Telling Wilson, the chief wagon-master, to bring on his mess-wagon, which was at the head of the train, I said I would try the experiment at least.
Wilson drove the team and wagon to the brink of the hill, and following my directions he brought out some extra chains with which we locked both wheels on each side, and then rough-locked them.