I remember climbing up at evening with one of my companions, to a high altitude where the silence was deathlike and overpowering.

Prof.and some of the others climbed to greater heights for topographical purposes, easily reaching an altitude of about 4000 feet above the river in an air-line distance of about five miles.

Here they obtained a magnificent panorama in all directions, limited on the west by the snowy chain of the Wasatch, and on the north by the Wind River Range like white clouds on the horizon 200 miles away, and they could trace the deep gorges of the river as they cleave the mountains from distance to distance.
Here we saw signs of abundant game, elk, deer, bear, etc., but we had no time to go hunting as a business and the game refused to come to us.
Each man had his work to accomplish so that we could get on.

It was impracticable to go wandering over the mountains for game, much as we would have enjoyed a change from our bacon and beans.

One day, only, was spent here for all purposes, geologising, topographic climbing, and working out the notes from up the river, making repairs and all the other needful things that crowded upon us.