He was a whopper shore enough." They rode on, out to a high point that overlooked canuon and range, gorge and ridge, green and black as far as Helen could see.

The ranges were bold and long, climbing to the central uplift, where a number of fringed peaks raised their heads to the vast bare dome of Old Baldy.
Far as vision could see, to the right lay one rolling forest of pine, beautiful and serene.

Somewhere down beyond must have lain the desert, but it was not in sight.
"I see turkeys 'way down there," said Roy, backing away.

"We'll go down and around an' mebbe I'll get a shot." Descent beyond a rocky point was made through thick brush.

This slope consisted of wide benches covered with copses and scattered pines and many oaks.