Possibly we never would have caught it had not a stone checked its flight.

Further manifestation of the power of the desert wind surrounded us on all sides.

It had hollowed out huge stones from the cliffs, and tumbled them to the plain below; and then, sweeping sand and gravel low across the desert floor, had cut them deeply, until they rested on slender pedestals, thus sculptoring grotesque and striking monuments to the marvelous persistence of this element of nature.
Late that afternoon, as we reached the height of the plateau, Jones woke up and shouted: "Ha! there's Buckskin!" Far southward lay a long, black mountain, covered with patches of shining snow.

I could follow the zigzag line of the Grand Canyon splitting the desert plateau, and saw it disappear in the haze round the end of the mountain.

From this I got my first clear impression of the topography of the country surrounding our objective point.