noon
When morning came , we found we could follow the river no farther without climbing over the mountain ; and Seguin announced his intention of leaving it and striking eastward . The hunters responded to this declaration with a joyous hurrah . The golden vision was again before them . We remained at the San Carlos until after the noon heat , recruiting our horses by the stream ; then mounting , we rode forward into the plain . It was our intention to travel all night , or until we reached water , as we knew that without this , halting would be useless . We had not ridden far until we saw that a fearful Jornada was before us -- one of those dreaded stretches without grass , wood , or water . Ahead of us we could see a low range of mountains , trending from north to south , and beyond these , another range still higher than the first .