An hour and a half spent on her put her in good order again, and away we went, running a third and a fourth with no trouble.

The walls were now about two thousand feet high and we felt quite at home.

Through some of the upper narrow promontories of sandstone there were large holes, or arches, some of them probably a hundred or more feet in diameter.

They were similar to the Hole in the Wall, shown in the cut on page 41, only on a much larger scale.

The next day, before stopping for dinner, we ran nine rapids with no accident.