Though we fired at them the circumstances were against our hitting, and they scampered scornfully away from crag to crag, out of our sight.

Then the canyon widened at the top, and at the same time rapids appeared.

They came by dozens, but there were none that we could not master with certainty by hard work.

Wet from head to foot we continued this labour for three days, and then the rocks, the "Ribbon Beds," turned over and disappeared beneath the water just as they had come out of it above.

The low stage of the river made this canyon difficult, so far as exertion was concerned, and the rapids would perhaps be far easier during the spring flood.
We were now in Wonsits Valley, the longest expansion of the walls above Black Canyon.