Dan Flores

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Gunfighters · Ep. 39: The River That Flowed From Nowhere, Part II | The American West · 28 Jul 2026 podcast

The colors of the cliffs and raw earth growing brighter with brick reds and oranges, yellows, chocolates, and myriads of other hues sometimes laid one atop the other in striped mounds that appeared and disappeared and appeared again."

It was a place so bizarre to the experience of civilized man that the language to describe it fails.

Of all of us, I believe Mr. Freeman was most astonished at the country, finding it so utterly unlike the misty Ireland of his youth, and wondered aloud more than once whether this was the same hemisphere as that fabled isle.

During the time when Mr. Freeman and I had ascended the Thule, our waiting party had found much sign of Indians, and on several occasions we observed smokes at a distance.

Having traveled the entire distance from the Pawnees without meeting Indians, although signs of their camps were abundant, we daily expected an encounter.

These expectations grew as we encountered truly astonishing numbers of buffalo, their ranks sometimes barely parting sufficiently to allow us to pass.

Throughout the days, they poured in brown streams down from the mountains on every side, thousands in view at a glance.

We had the impression that in entering this gathering passageway, we had stumbled onto the very sanctum sanctorum of the buffalo tribe.

On October the 12th, having traversed in a rare morning fog, a most fantastical and colorful part of the narrowing defile we were ascending,

the course of the stream turned abruptly to the west.

Now began a journey through a different setting.

Springs gushing from the walls grew abundant, the water became sweet, and the winding canyon became clothed with a forest of cedars, some low and rounded like hedges with berries blue on some, red on others.

Against the cliffs another kind of cedar grew, as tall and pointed and massive of trunk as the cedars above the Cushatta village 1,200 miles downriver.

Our way now much blocked by boulders falling from the rocky rims above us, on the 14th, discovering a trail leading up through an opening in the rocks, we ascended to the cliffs above and once again found ourselves confronted by the Great Plain.

Apart from Mr. Freeman and myself and a few others, most of the party had yet to witness this phenomenon.

And great were the exclamations of surprise when the summits of the mountains yielded to a featureless yellow plain extending into a jiggling infinity of heat waves.

The dried stalks of the soap plants, the only vertical objects."

Except for its exposure to the sun and the occasional drain running into the canyon below, the great plain presented no obstacle to travel.

We were thus moving more rapidly than heretofore when one of the Pawnees appeared with word that a very considerable camp of Aetons was fixed in the defile some miles before us.

By late afternoon, we were inside of their tents, gleaming whitely in the sun and scattered about the canyon floor just below a place where the stream cascaded down several very picturesque waterfalls.

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