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miles away. Mac, who was supposed to be an actor, but who was really a writer friend of mine from New York in search of rest and adventure, was the bow-paddle in my canoe. We led the parade1, followed by Joe, a New York actor on his first Western trip, and .Jack, my assistant. Dee brought up the rear in his $9.00 boat. It was an exhilarating moment as the rushing current grabbed hold of our heavily laden boats and swept us down the stream.
We couldn't help but compare1 this mode of travel with the slow plodding pack train. Here we were always able to get fresh water, were not bothered with a string of pack animals, always sure of a beautiful camping spot for every night, traveling at no transportation expense, and with only the slightest effort. What more could a Scotchman ask for?
In twenty minutes we had covered three miles, Mac seemed to have caught on to the proper stroke for his paddle, and as I glanced back I noticed the boys were keeping our same speed although about two hundred feet behind us. Just ahead I saw the precipitous cliff of our first canyon and deeming it advisable to reconnoiter a bit before starting through, waved the other boats in toward shore, where Ave landed. I walked forward alone about a quarter of a mile, climbed to the top of the cliff and looked down into the river which we were to traverse. Just at the head of the canyon I noticed a small whirlpool form. It lasted for a minute or so, filled and disappeared. I timed it and in iixe minutes it showed again. As far as I could see down the river it Avas our only obstruction for the next tAvo miles and I easily reasoned that it probably wouldn't be there when Ave passed through.
Going back to the group I Avarned the boys of the eddy, told them to keep their eyes open for rocks and Ave shoved off. The current grabbed us and within a minute Ave Avere at the head of the canyon. We passed safely over the spot Avhere I had seen the eddy, and I Avas about to speak to Mac, advising him of the fact, Avhen I noticed that he Avas in a very grotesque position. His arms were above his head and he Avas lying in
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