Through the Grand Canyon from Wyoming to Mexico, with a foreword by Owen Wister;new edition with (72 plates) from photographs by the author and his brother . er leaving the lake there wasno dry land. At night our boat, filled with green tulesfor a bed, was tied to a willow tree, with its roots sub-merged in ten feet of water. Never were there such swarmsof mosquitos. In the morning our faces were corrugatedwith lumps, not a single exposed spot remaining loops continued with the next days travel, butwe were gradually working to the southwest, then theybegan to straighten out somewh
Through the Grand Canyon from Wyoming to Mexico, with a foreword by Owen Wister;new edition with (72 plates) from photographs by the author and his brother . er leaving the lake there wasno dry land. At night our boat, filled with green tulesfor a bed, was tied to a willow tree, with its roots sub-merged in ten feet of water. Never were there such swarmsof mosquitos. In the morning our faces were corrugatedwith lumps, not a single exposed spot remaining loops continued with the next days travel, butwe were gradually working to the southwest, then theybegan to straighten out somewhat, as the diverted streamsreturned. We thought early in the morning that wewould pass about ten miles to the east of the coast range,but it was not to be. Directly to the base of the dark,heat-vibrating rocks we pulled, and landed on the firstshore that we had seen for twenty-four hours. Here was a recently used trail, and tracks wherehorses came down to the water. Here too was thetrack of a barefooted Cocopah, a tribe noted for its menof gigantic build, and with great feet out of all propor-tion to their size. If that footprint was to be fossilized,.
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