Near this place we met a party of men with pack-mules returning to the Atlantic states. It was a rare thing to see any one going that way. The emigrants were anxious for information. They asked hundreds of questions of the packers. Had they stopped to answer, they would have been kept all summer. They kept their mules going at a rapid gait, and shouted back their answers as long as they could be heard. At noon we stopped for lunch on the bank of the river, but had to swim the horses across to find pasturage.
The location below is an approximate campsite location for July 23.