Identifier: onheadwatersofp00hawo (find matches)
Title: On the headwaters of Peace River : a narrative of a thousand-mile canoe trip to a little-known range of the Canadian Rockies
Year: 1917 (1910s)
Authors: Haworth, Paul Leland, 1876-1938
Subjects:
Publisher: New York : Scribner
Contributing Library: ASC - York University Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: Ontario Council of University Libraries and Member Libraries

View Book Page: Book Viewer
About This Book: Catalog Entry
View All Images: All Images From Book
Click here to view book online to see this illustration in context in a browseable online version of this book.

Text Appearing Before Image:
s. While resting from the work of portaging, I examinedthe lower and upper ends of the canyon and took severalpictures. The river contracts to a width of perhaps ahundred feet, and the water rushes through with racingspeed. The canyon walls are of hard conglomerate andsandstone, and through this the stream has cut its nar-row gorge. The length of time required to cut the gorgethrough material of this sort cannot have been long, astime in geology goes, and, since this is the only pointon the Finlay in a distance of almost two hundred milesin which the rocks have not been worn away belowstream-level, it has been suggested that the channel is acomparatively recent one and that the ridge throughwhich it makes its way owes its origin to a change ofsome sort during the glacial period. However this may be, the canyon forms a completebarrier to navigation up-stream, but it has been run byskilled men in big canoes on the downward trip. Thepassage is, however, hazardous and not to be undertaken
Text Appearing After Image:
zo •A < H HP O H W z < H z aH DESERTERS CANYON 137 lightly, as great boulders project from the bed of thestream, forming dangerous swells, eddies, and cross-cur-rents. A superb peak, which culminates in a pinnacle andbears patches of snow, towers more than a mile abovethe canyon on the eastern side and forms a landmarkthat, once seen and known, cannot be mistaken. Likehundreds of other mighty peaks in this great province,it is without a name. The basin at the foot of the rapids seemed promisingfor fish, and I tried casting there soon after our arrival,but managed to catch nothing at first except a two-pound sapi. This result was a bit discouraging, as I hadlooked forward to this place as one where I might beable to land some really big fish. Before supper Joe cleaned the arctics that I hadcaught earlier in the day, and threw the heads and otherrefuse in shallow water nor far from the canoe. Whendusk was falling I happened to go down to the canoeafter some article, when there w

Note About Images