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The Hite Ferry operator, Woody Edgell

THUROCT4

On top of Old Tapestry Wall PHEW! More later—no energy.

This is an authentic 'sight.' 4 Henrys visible, also Black Mesa (west of road to Canyon de Chelly) Navajo Mtn rising in the haze; Waterpocket Fold & beyond Kaiparowitz Plateau.

Boy, what a view.

Took me 2 hr 13 min going, 2 hrs 12 min returning. Had lunch there, recorded names. Stayed awhile...

Pooped when arrived back in camp. We plopped—Harry made us tea. Finally think I'll recover. Thunder and black clouds overhead. Better get dressed. So ends my climb to Tap Wall. Magnificent. Worth the two blisters acquired (on bottom of my big toes).

FRI OCT 5

Well, here I sit awaiting dawn. Measuring and folding toilet paper. Shrot-ly after finished writing yesterday aft. storm blew over cliff on opp. side of river and everyone was occupied with holding things down

Man, what a blow.

Edna Fridley

INDIAN CAMP... GOOD HOPE BAR

Went down river a bit—searched for chips on old Indian Campground—none—only 2 small thin ones...

My Indian sat on a bluff overlooking one of the most beautiful scenes—toward Ticaboo—so he didn't get many arrows chipped, harry decided not to camp there. Too much carrying.

Good Hope Bar, formerly scene of intensive mining operations...In afternoon had wandered back in with Bud & Jerry to see where ops had been conducted—reservoir, old stone house, old printing press, junk. After dnner sat around fire again listening to Dock tell about married couple lost in Grand, Buzz Halstrom.

Tobedat8:oo-cold

Hite from the air.

SUN OCT 7...

Stopped upriver from hall's crossing so Harry could climb up to mark landing field for Bishop Wells & mark landing for Ken Sleight. He, Dottie, Dock climbed up an old road leading from Hall's Cross'g. I followed at a slow pace...

Hite Ferry

Oct 2...I took off overland—down river to the mouth of a canyon two miles distant where Harry said they'd stop to look for Hite's name. Was FUN. Reached Chinle formation at edge of canyon. Reached wash that comes out of canyon. Found a shady spot. Cleaned out sock & boots and heard Harry whistling, walk'g around rocks, said he'd found Hite's name. This I must photograph. Heard Dock so will quit writing...

Only thought it was Dock. Had to wait some more 'til others come up....Harry found an arrow head-gave it to me—it's a beautiful pink and is perfect. We had lunch on bank but I think I ate too much because later after dinner, was MOST uncomfortable. Floated down river a few miles. Put in at Mummy Sprgs. Made bed up on bench. Had bath. After eating took shovel and surprised a porcupine in oaks. He took off and so did I. To bed at 8. Slept well.

NEXT ISSUE: More from Edna's journals, including the Big Day: Harry and Dottie get married and Dock drinks all the whiskey.

Harry Aleson at the controls.

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	The Hite Ferry operator, Woody Edgell THUROCT4 On top of Old Tapestry Wall PHEW! More later—no energy. This is an authentic 'sight.' 4 Henrys visible, also Black Mesa (west of road to Canyon de Chelly) Navajo Mtn rising in the haze; Waterpocket Fold & beyond Kaiparowitz Plateau. Boy, what a view. Took me 2 hr 13 min going, 2 hrs 12 min returning. Had lunch there, recorded names. Stayed awhile... Pooped when arrived back in camp. We plopped—Harry made us tea. Finally think I'll recover. Thunder and black clouds overhead. Better get dressed. So ends my climb to Tap Wall. Magnificent. Worth the two blisters acquired (on bottom of my big toes). FRI OCT 5 Well, here I sit awaiting dawn. Measuring and folding toilet paper. Shrot-ly after finished writing yesterday aft. storm blew over cliff on opp. side of river and everyone was occupied with holding things down Man, what a blow. Edna Fridley INDIAN CAMP... GOOD HOPE BAR Went down river a bit—searched for chips on old Indian Campground—none—only 2 small thin ones... My Indian sat on a bluff overlooking one of the most beautiful scenes—toward Ticaboo—so he didn't get many arrows chipped, harry decided not to camp there. Too much carrying. Good Hope Bar, formerly scene of intensive mining operations...In afternoon had wandered back in with Bud & Jerry to see where ops had been conducted—reservoir, old stone house, old printing press, junk. After dnner sat around fire again listening to Dock tell about married couple lost in Grand, Buzz Halstrom. Tobedat8:oo-cold Hite from the air. SUN OCT 7... Stopped upriver from hall's crossing so Harry could climb up to mark landing field for Bishop Wells & mark landing for Ken Sleight. He, Dottie, Dock climbed up an old road leading from Hall's Cross'g. I followed at a slow pace... Hite Ferry Oct 2...I took off overland—down river to the mouth of a canyon two miles distant where Harry said they'd stop to look for Hite's name. Was FUN. Reached Chinle formation at edge of canyon. Reached wash that comes out of canyon. Found a shady spot. Cleaned out sock & boots and heard Harry whistling, walk'g around rocks, said he'd found Hite's name. This I must photograph. Heard Dock so will quit writing... Only thought it was Dock. Had to wait some more 'til others come up....Harry found an arrow head-gave it to me—it's a beautiful pink and is perfect. We had lunch on bank but I think I ate too much because later after dinner, was MOST uncomfortable. Floated down river a few miles. Put in at Mummy Sprgs. Made bed up on bench. Had bath. After eating took shovel and surprised a porcupine in oaks. He took off and so did I. To bed at 8. Slept well. *NEXT ISSUE: More from Edna's journals, including the Big Day: Harry and Dottie get married and Dock drinks all the whiskey.* Harry Aleson at the controls.
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