Getting a good entrance all the boats went through without the slightest mishap.
A mile below this place we landed at the mouth of a pretty little stream entering through a picturesque and narrow canyon on the left.

We called it Alcove Brook.
Beaman took some negatives here.

This was not the easy matter that the dry-plate afterwards made it, for the dark tent had to be set up, the glass plate flowed with collodion, then placed in the silver bath, and exposed wet in the camera, to be immediately developed and washed and placed in a special box for carriage.
This would have been an ideal place for a hunter.

Numerous fresh tracks of grizzlies were noticed all around, but we did not have the good luck to see any of the animals themselves.

Happy grounds these canyons were at that time for the bears, and they may still be enjoying the seclusion the depths afford.