No harm was done to the boats, and they landed at the first opportunity.

When the fire had burned out they went back along the rocks to pick up what had been left behind and was unconsumed.

On the same day, as the men were in the act of lowering a boat by lines, she broke away and started on an independent run.
Fortunately, she soon became entangled in an eddy, where she halted long enough to permit them to hurry down the small boat and recapture her.
Sometimes the channel was beset with innumerable great rocks, amidst which the river seethed and boiled in a manner sufficient to terrify any boatmen, but, luckily, they were able to work their way cautiously along, and without further disaster they came, on the 17th of June, to a place where the walls broke away and they emerged into a beautiful park-like widening of the canyon with bounding cliffs only about 600 feet high near the river.

After the continuous cliffs of from 2000 to 2500 feet this place seemed like open country.

Once more they camped in a quiet place at the mouth of a river entering through a deep canyon on the left or east side.