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[[underline]]To Fruitland, New Mex.[[/underline]]

[[underline]]1908[[/underline]]

[[underline]]Oct.14[[/underline]]. Got an early start from camp on the Chaco River and struck NE. for Fruitland on the San Juan R. Crossed a mesa and down into Canyon Ojo Amarillo, a badland valley of burnt out coal fields, then up over everlasting mesas of dry grass and dry sand for about 20 miles to our destination. Found no water until we struck the San Juan at about 3 P.M.

Got mail and supplies and camped in the pasture of Mt. Collier near the river, under great golden cottonwoods  The river valley is irrigated and farmed along the north side. The south side is barren hills & mesas with Navajoe sheep & goats that have destroyed every sign of vegetation back for miles. The Indians live in little hogans along the river bank & run their sheep back as far as possible in a day. Their Hogans are generally round or octagonal with a door and smoke hole & a dirt roof.

[[image: pen sketch of a cylindrical structure with a door opening at front middle, a slightly domed roof, curly smoke coming out of a hole in the middle of the roof, and flat land immediately around it.]]