. Campfires on desert and lava . aning of that strange spectacle. We dared him to play Pinacate [the-bug-that-stands-on-his-head] and have his picture taken! But this was only a trifling incident of those goingson. No; there was not a drop in the whole outfit afterwe left Santo Domingo. Mr. PhilUps confiscated andemptied out upon the desert a stowaway bottle of mescalthat he discovered under a drivers seat, and after thatthere was not even a spoonful of anything. It must havebeen that the altitude went to their heads. With hungry eyes we devoured the distant relief mapof north-western Sonora.
. Campfires on desert and lava . aning of that strange spectacle. We dared him to play Pinacate [the-bug-that-stands-on-his-head] and have his picture taken! But this was only a trifling incident of those goingson. No; there was not a drop in the whole outfit afterwe left Santo Domingo. Mr. PhilUps confiscated andemptied out upon the desert a stowaway bottle of mescalthat he discovered under a drivers seat, and after thatthere was not even a spoonful of anything. It must havebeen that the altitude went to their heads. With hungry eyes we devoured the distant relief mapof north-western Sonora. The very first thing that strikesanyone who stands on the summit is the big red peak thatsuddenly jumps up into view south-eastward in a way thatis almost overwhelming. It is a perfect cone, at least1,500 feet from base to summit, and as we saw it its colouris burnt-sienna red. It is built of fine lava, and its sidesseem as smooth as if lately sand-papered. Unquestion-ably it is the other peak of the twins that are seen from the. L THE ASCENT OF PINACATE 269 north-east. Being quite nameless up to the date of ourvisit, Dr. MacDougal and Mr. Sykes have very properlychristened it Carnegie Peak. It rises so near to the mainpeak on which we stood that its summit seemed only aneighth of a mile away. Later on, Mr. Sykes climbed it,and ascertained that its summit is two hundred feet lowerthan that of Pinacate. Eagerly we turned our eyes southward, toward thewholly unknown. In that direction the view suddenlyplunges downward and discloses many small volcaniccones rising like brown pustules on the lava plain far be-low. Our first thought was of the Sonoyta River andits ultimate fate. Beginning at the Playa Salada, far to the north-east-ward, it was possible to trace its course by the windingedge of pale-green jungle that meets the edge of the dark-brown lava field. We followed it as it comes for severalmiles almost straight toward our peak, then turns andruns due south for at least fifte
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