An Afterglow
LOWELL OBSERVATORY
FLAGSTAFF
Yesterday I went on a trip to Sycamore Cañon to explore it for trees. And most successful it was. Sykes I got to go with me in his car, together with his boy, Guy. The trip was hard but this morning I seem to be all the better for it. In places the road out there was excellent, in others execrable. So that our speed varied from to 25 miles an hour—It took us three hours from the electric light plant down town, where we stopped to light up—our cigars—to the outer rim of the Cañon. From there we journeyed on foot about two hours down, bagging trees, through what I named Maple Cañon for the number of western maples found there—not the ash-leaved maple, though there were plenty of them but probably a new species, a point which will be decided later at the Arnold Arboretum. Also berries at last of the new species of Juniper. I found in Oak Creek but could get no berries of—And other interesting things too numerous to mention! It is a fine land for future exploration and I mean to explore it. But one must camp out to do so.
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