1 o'clock
Ran till 8 o'clock before we could begin to see the outlines of the Nahanni Mountains . Suppose they are a spur of the great Rockies wandered this far away from home . A veil of smoke seems to hang over them . We boys could not sleep very well , and were up till 1 o'clock looking at the scenery . Uncle Dick has been talking with the captain of our boat about the Nahanni River , which comes down here through a notch in the mountains . The Indians go up to the North Nahanni , portage across to the South Nahanni , run down to the Liard River , and come down it to the Mackenzie . This is a trip no white man has ever taken .