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  BQR ~ summer 1996

Patty Ellwanger gave all of us a bit of a scare a few weeks ago when she was involved in a one-vehicle rollover accident on her way from the Hatch warehouse to Lee’s Ferry. The details of the accident are unclear (she is unable to recall what happened), although what is clear is that she was not lighting a cigarette as rumor has it; she didn’t even have her cigarettes with her. The important thing is that Patty is home and recovering quickly from an extensive list of injuries including fractures of the tibia, fibula, wrist and six ribs, and a collapsed lung. Even those who know well of her strong will and determination are surprised at the rate at which she is improving. Part of her speed of recovery may be due to the healing ceremony in her hospital room that involved Patty, two healers, and the Flagstaff Fire Department (you’ll have to ask her about that next time you see her). She still has a long road of rehabilitation ahead of her though, and all of us wish Patty well and will be sending love and good thoughts her way.

Bob Grusy

photograph (also the cover of my book, River to Rim) in the last Boatman’s Quarterly Review ascribed to J. L. Stoddard’s Lectures was actually taken by William Henry Jackson, about 1892 and entitled “Grand Canon of the Colorado.” A reproduction of it can be found in Peter B. Hales’ book William Henry Jackson and the Transformation of the American Landscape (1988, Temple University Press, Philadelphia, p. 170).
I believe Jackson took the photograph in the vicinity of Diamond Creek. It is similar to the mystery photograph which was thought to be taken by C.R. Savage, as presented by Roy Webb in an earlier issue of bqr. The photograph was later identified by Shane Murphy, as being across the river from the mouth of Diamond Creek, about a half mile above the cable. Other pictures taken by Jackson in my book have the same boat and people (p. 137 and 168) as the Webb photograph. The practice of selling negatives was fairly common among photographers of that date. Stoddard and Savage probably bought them from Jackson.
Jackson (1843- 1942) was the official photographer to the Hayden Survey of the American West, early explorer of Yellowstone, and photographer of the Colorado Rockies. In 1892 he took photographs for the Santa Fe Railroad, traveling with his old Survey friend Thomas Moran. Hales’ book also has pictures of the “Interior of Hance’s Cabin at the Foot of Trail” (p. 171) and “On Hance’s Trail” (p. 188), both showing Thomas Moran.

Nancy Brian


…the boatman’s quarterly review is always a much anticipated piece of mail. I read that I was in a bad car crash on New Year’s Day but I never did call GCRG to find out if I am out of the woods yet, but I assume I must be because we live in Kanab now and there sure aren’t many trees up here. I am going on an AzRA trip on July 19 as an assistant, so we’ll see how my rehabilitation is coming along. I still walk kind of funny but nobody is laughing and I can’t kick field goals, but, hell, I saw a lot of professional place kickers last fall on TV that couldn’t do that either.

Bob Melville

’m wondering if others have been saddened by the loss of Tikki’s journal at upper 114 mile camp. I was so saddened when I camped there last trip and went up to find the rusted coffee can that always held a chance to get closer to life through Tikki’s death. The can and the journal were gone. I can only hope it was her mother who moved them or took them. To anyone else who felt the journal was theirs to take, it was an awful thing to do, both to Tikki and to those who have read and will read it. The journal belongs to the Canyon—please return it.

Peg Bartlett

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