So far as I can ascertain there were two records kept on this expedition, one by Powell on strips of brown paper, and the other by Jack Sumner on foolscap.

The latter, comprised in some six or eight pages, was the more complete, I believe, and is now in Washington.

I have not seen it since 1871, when we were in the habit of daily reading its thrilling pages to find out what we might next expect in our descent.

If any other diary or journal was kept by the men of this expedition I have not heard of it.
The first rapid is in Horseshoe Canyon, and it was no obstacle, being small and docile, but when they had gone through the next canyon, named Kingfisher, they found themselves at the beginning of a new and closer, deeper gorge, Red Canyon, where the waters first begin to exhibit their grim intention.

Here they encountered real rapids, the boats often dashing along at railroad speed, the waves fiercely breaking over them, and bailing becoming an imperative accomplishment.