The canyon walls ran along at about the same height as on the previous day, about 2400 feet, and while the river was swift and full of rapids everything seemed to favour us.

Before halting for dinner we had run five rapids, three rather ugly, as well as letting down past one with lines.

From where a stop was made for Andy's noonday operations, a flock of sheep was seen on the opposite side, and several went after them with no result but disappointment.

When we started again we ran a rapid at once, then let down past the next, and followed that by running two more, the last the worst.

The boats bumped occasionally on hidden rocks, but no harm was done them.