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July 19
Bradley and
I start this morning to climb the left
wall below the junction. The
way we have selected is up a
gulch. Climbing for an hour over and among the
rocks, we find ourselves in a vast
amphitheater and our
way cut off. We clamber around to
the left for half an hour, until we find that we cannot go up in that
direction.
Then we try the rocks
around to the right and discover a
narrow shelf nearly half a mile long. In some
places this is so wide that we pass along with ease; in
others it is so narrow and sloping
that we are compelled to lie down and crawl. We can look over the edge of the
shelf, down 800 feet, and see the river rolling and
plunging among the rocks. Looking up 500
feet to the brink of the cliff, it appears to blend
with the sky.
We continue along until
we come to a point where the wall is again broken
down. Up we climb. On the right there is a narrow, mural point of
rocks, extending toward the
river, 200 or 300 feet high and 600 or 800 feet
long. We come back to where this sets in and find it cut off from the main
wall by a great crevice. Into this we pass; and now a long, narrow
rock is between us and the
river.
The rock itself is split longitudinally and
transversely; and the rains on the surface above have run down through the
crevices and gathered into channels below and then run off into the
river. The crevices are
usually narrow above and, by erosion of the streams, wider below, forming a network of
caves, each cave having
a narrow, winding skylight up through the
rocks.
We wander among these
corridors for an hour or two, but find no place
where the rocks are broken down so that we
can climb up. At last we determine to attempt a passage by a
crevice, and select one which we
think is wide enough to admit of the
passage of our bodies and yet narrow
enough to climb out by pressing our hands and
feet against the walls.
So we climb as
men would out of a well. Bradley climbs
first; I hand
him the barometer, then climb over his head and he hands me the barometer. So we pass each
other alternately until we emerge
from the fissure, out on the summit of the
rock. And what a world of grandeur is spread before us!
Below
is the canyon through which the Colorado
runs. We can trace its course for miles, and at points catch glimpses of the
river. From the northwest comes the Green in a
narrow winding gorge. From the northeast comes the
Grand, through a canyon that appears
bottomless from where we stand.
Away to the west are
lines of cliffs and ledges of
rock - not such ledges as the
reader may have seen where the quarryman
splits his blocks, but ledges from which the gods
might quarry mountains that, rolled out on
the plain below, would
stand a lofty range; and not such
cliffs as the reader may have seen where the
swallow builds its nest, but
cliffs where the soaring eagle is lost to view ere he reaches the
summit.
Between us and the distant
cliffs are the strangely carved and pinnacled
rocks of the Toom'pin wunear
Tuweap'. On the summit of the opposite wall of the
canyon are rock forms that we do not
understand.
A
way to the east a group of eruptive
mountains are seen the Sierra La Sal,
which we first saw two days ago through the
canyon of the Grand. Their
slopes are covered with pines, and deep gulches are flanked with great crags, and snow
fields are seen near the summits. So the mountains are in uniform, green, gray, and
silver.
Wherever we look there is but a
wilderness of
rocks, - deep gorges where the rivers
are lost below cliffs and towers and
pinnacles, and ten thousand strangely carved forms
in every direction, and beyond them mountains blending with the
clouds.
Now we return to camp.
While eating supper we very
naturally
speak of as of better fare,
musty bread and spoiled bacon are not palatable.
Soon
I see Hawkins down by the boat, taking up the
sextant - rather a strange proceeding for him - and I question
him concerning it. He replies that he is trying to find the latitude and
longitude of the nearest pie.
July 20
This
morning we go out to climb the west
wall of the canyon, for the
purpose of examining the
strange rocks seen
yesterday from the
other side. Two hours bring us to
the top, at a point between the Green and
Colorado overlooking the junction of the rivers. A
long neck of rock extends toward the mouth
of the Grand.
Out on this we walk, crossing a great number of deep
crevices. Usually the smooth
rock slopes
down to the fissure on either side. Sometimes it is
an interesting question to us whether
the slope is not so steep that we cannot stand on it. Sometimes, starting down,
we are compelled to go on, and when we measure the crevice with our eye from above we are not always sure
that it is not too wide for a jump.
Probably the
slopes would not be difficult if there was not a
fissure at the lower end; nor would the
fissures cause fear if they were but a few feet deep. It
is curious how a little obstacle becomes a great obstruction when a misstep
would land a man in the bottom of a
deep chasm.
Climbing the face of a
cliff, a man will without hesitancy walk along a
step or shelf but a few inches wide if the landing is but ten feet below, but
if the foot of the cliff is a thousand feet down he
will prefer to crawl along the shelf.
At last our
way is cut off by a
fissure so deep and wide that we cannot pass it.
Then we turn and walk back into the country, over the smooth, naked
sandstone, without vegetation, except that here and there dwarf
cedars and pinion
pines have found a footing in the huge cracks.
There are great basins in the rock,
holding water,- some but a few gallons,
others hundreds of barrels. The
day is spent in walking about through these
strange scenes.
A narrow gulch is cut into
the wall of the main canyon. Follow this up and the climb is rapid,
as if going up a mountain side, for the
gulch heads but a few hundred or a few thousand
yards from the wall. But this
gulch has its side gulches, and as the summit
is approached a group of radiating canyons
is found.
The spaces drained by these
little canyons are terraced, and are, to a greater or less extent, of the
form of amphitheaters, though some are oblong and some rather
irregular. Usually the spaces drained by any
two of these little side canyons are
separated by a narrow wall, 100, 200, or 300 feet high, and often but a few
feet in thickness. Sometimes the wall is broken
into a line of pyramids above and still remains a wall below.
There are a number of these
gulches which break the wall of the main canyon of the Green, each one having its
system of side
canyons and amphitheaters, inclosed by walls or lines of pinnacles. The course of the Green at this point is
approximately at right angles to that of the Colorado, and on the brink of the
latter canyon we find the same
system of terraced and walled glens.
The walls and pinnacles and towers are of sandstone, homogeneous in
structure but not in color, as
they show broad bands of red, buff, and gray. This painting of the
rocks, dividing them into sections,
increases their apparent height.
In some places these
terraced and walled glens along the Colorado have coalesced with those
along the Green; that is, the intervening walls are broken down. It is very
rarely that a loose rock is seen. The
sand is washed off, so that the
walls, terraces, and
slopes of the glens are all of smooth
sandstone.
In the walls themselves curious caves and channels have
been carved. In some places there are little stairways up the
walls; in others, the walls present what are
known as
royal arches; and so we wander through
glens and among pinnacles and climb the walls from early morn until late in the afternoon.
from expedition notes of John Wesley Powell,
The Exploration of the Colorado River and its Canyons
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Ian Player
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Muir
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Rachel Carson
See Charles Darwin
See Henry
David Thoreau
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See Thomas Aquinas
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Rene Descartes
See David Hume
See John Stuart
Mills
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