Continuing immediately we reached another heavy rapid, but ran it without even stopping to reconnoitre, as the way seemed perfectly clear.

We took the next rapid with equal success, though our boat got caught in an eddy and was turned completely round, while the others ran past us.

They landed to wait, and there we all took a little breathing spell before attempting to run another rapid just below which we made camp in a grove of cedars, at the beginning of a descent that looked so ugly it was decided to make a "let-down" on the following day.

Everybody was wet to the skin and glad to get on some dry clothes, as soon as we could pull out our bags.

The cliffs had now reached an altitude of at least 2500 feet, and they appeared to be nearly perpendicular, but generally not from the water's edge where there was usually a bank of some kind or the foot of a steep talus.