Opposite our camp was a very striking pinnacle then called Cathedral Butte, but later changed to Gunnison.

Here we took the boats out and gave them a good overhauling, which they badly needed.
The descent through Desolation and Gray had been nearly six hundred feet.
Fishing one evening, Hillers thought his hook had caught in a snag, but he was greatly surprised after carefully pulling in his line, to find on the end of it a sluggish fish four feet long, and as large around as a stovepipe.

We were to wait here till the 3d of September for Powell, but on the 29th of August three shots were heard in the valley outside; the Major's signal.

W.C.Powell and I were sent to investigate.

We found him, with a companion, on the other bank, opposite the flag we had put up.