. In & around the Grand Canyon; the Grand Canyon of the Colorado River in Arizona . er was not. No sooner did they learn of the in-tended outing than they also desired to go. Mr. Was-not was not very strong, physically, andMr. Bass urged him not to go, but not content withthis advice he came and solicited my felt somewhat diffident about advising him, for,unhappily, I had learned that should I bid himremain, he would forever after regret and complainthat I had had some ulterior object in not allowinghim to go, and if, on the other hand, I said Go,and the trip were to prove, as I felt
. In & around the Grand Canyon; the Grand Canyon of the Colorado River in Arizona . er was not. No sooner did they learn of the in-tended outing than they also desired to go. Mr. Was-not was not very strong, physically, andMr. Bass urged him not to go, but not content withthis advice he came and solicited my felt somewhat diffident about advising him, for,unhappily, I had learned that should I bid himremain, he would forever after regret and complainthat I had had some ulterior object in not allowinghim to go, and if, on the other hand, I said Go,and the trip were to prove, as I felt assured itwould, very arduous, he would not be the man toface difficulties with equanimity, and would condemnme for having permitted him to go. Still, as hewanted to go, and as, I must confess, I did not an- THE GRAND CANYON i6i ticipate anything like the hardships we afterwardsencountered, I said that if he much desired it, hewould better go, and I would do all I could to helphim. I was soon sorry I gave him this advice, for,five minutes after we started, he began to complain,. Looking down Trail Canyon. and, with but few — very few — interruptions, keptit up until we returned, three days later. In leavingthe upper section of the Mystic Spring Trail, wehad to descend, for perhaps two thousand feet, analmost precipitous talus, with no suggestion of atrail. Now we were dropping down eight and tenfeet ledges, then climbing over loose boulders, onlyto alight on a mass of sliding debris which carriedus along perilously near a precipice five hundredfeet high, over which we could hear the fore-portion i62 IN AND AROUND of our rocky stream fall upon the marble times we found ourselves on ledges whichended nowhere, and our steps had to be retraced. The only provisions we had loaded ourselveswith were a couple of cans of fruit, one can ofsalmon, a few dried biscuits, some sugar, and asmall canteen of water. We thought we shouldsurely reach the river that night, and
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