Kithian, aided by occasional observations by most of the group *cough* distracted bard *cough* manages to navigate the shores of the north bound tributary that feeds to the Yondabakari to the south.
The river is quite deep and some of Kithian's initial prospects for crossing are slow moving but almost as deep as his shoulders, a poor option for a party with smaller members.
Eventually, with the sun beggining its lazy arc to the west and the latter half of the day Kithian has two options:
A fast moving shallow that is a mere two feet deep but moving at a brisk enough pace that there is some concern of being knocked over for the less sure footed into a series of craggy rapids that end in a short drop some ten yards down the river.
A series of dead tress from the Sanos can be seen on the other side of the river at one of the slow moving shallows. It could be that some like Kithian and Jutmerlum make the crossing in the deep water as best they can and fell the trees for others to make way.
In either case there is some dispute about how well the horses will fare unless someone is well training to handle them...