We were nearly devoured.

I fared best, a friend having given me a net for my head, and this, with buckskin gloves on my hands enabled me to exist with some comfort.

The mountains rose abruptly just beyond our camp, and the river cleaved the solid mass at one stroke, forming the extraordinary and magnificent portal we named the "Gate of Lodore," one of the most striking entrances of a river into mountains to be found in all the world.

It is visible for miles.

Prof.climbed the left side of the Gate and also took observations for time.
I was sent back to the valley to make some sketches and also to accompany Steward on a geological tramp.