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the precipitous sides of a granite bluff that reached half
way across its course. Above we looked up the steep
sides, straining the eyes sometimes to see the tops
of the high bluffs; often to see the channel, for stream
and roadway seemed to be but a few yards wide.

“There are many scenes of remarkable interest on the
way. I pause to mention but two: ‘the Dome’ and
‘the Falls’ The dome is an immense mass of bare
rock, in the shape of a ‘dome,’ which rises out of the
narrow valley two or three hundred feet high. Around
its base and along the bank of the stream the roadway
has been cut. About half way down the canon we
came to the junction of North and Middle Boulder
creeks. A few rods from the junction we reached, by
a narrow trail cut in the side of the mountain, and wide
enough for one person, some beautiful falls. They
seem to break out of a mass of rocks, and, falling some
forty or fifty feet into a deep pool, they presented a
charming sight. The surroundings were as wild as
they could be. Here, under some large cedars by the
side of the creek, we found a small camping-ground,
large enough for a company of forty or fifty, and opening
our well-filled baskets, and dipping our cups into the cold
clear stream, we enjoyed a bountiful lunch. Now and
then the tourist through Boulder Canon may discern, far
up on the crags and heights, the wild mountain sheep
which frequent these hills, and are as nimble and
fleet amid these precipices as are the chamois of the
Alps. They keep beyond the reach of deadly gun
and murderous man, and clamber about these ledges

 

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