He was now seventy miles from Cottonwoods, and, he believed, close to the canyon where the cattle trail must surely turn off and go down into the Pass.

After a while he rose to survey the valley.
He was very near to the ragged edge of a deep canyon into which the trail turned.

The ground lay in uneven ridges divided by washes, and these sloped into the canyon.

Following the canyon line, he saw where its rim was broken by other intersecting canyons, and farther down red walls and yellow cliffs leading toward a deep blue cleft that he made sure was Deception Pass.

Walking out a few rods to a promontory, he found where the trail went down.