The Mountaineer 25 
August tenth. Eighty-four Mountaineers eager for the climb of 
Mount Olympus shouldered their sleeping bags for the trip across the 
Dodwell-Rixon Pass over into the Queets Basin.* 
About three o’clock in the afternoon of the day of the climb, the 
heavens put on a gray, somber look; big rain drops splashed down; 
everything seemed to be preparing for a storm. The heavy crash and 
rumble of an avalanche added to the seriousness of the mood which 
nature had assumed. Yet nothing daunted the sixty-seven victors who 
had reached the summit of Mount Olympus, marched triumphantly 
into camp at about half-past four o'clock, and found that Tom had a 
splendid dinner all ready for them. 
There was no delay when the rising call came the next morning. 
Dunnage was packed and every one ready at eight o'clock. The mist 
and fog hung heavy and cold, but the packs were picked up with a 
will when the roll call summoned each to fall in line for the trip back 
to Elwha Basin. The march was continuous until we reached Dodwell- 
Rixon Pass, where a halt was made; before us lay the Elwha Basin 
bathed in sunshine, back of us the Queet Basin, shrouded in a heavy 
gray pall. We hurried on, arriving in permanent camp at eleven o'clock, 
where a hearty welcome awaited us. 
The forest supervisor, R. L. Fromme, and his wife, joined the 
party in Elwha Basin. Our camp-fire that night was truly a reunion. Mr. 
Sayward of Boston, visiting member from the Appalachian Mountain 
Club, told of the work which that club has accomplished. Then 
Mr. Glisan, a charter member of the Mazamas, gave the history of the 
Mazamas, and also told of the close affiliation between the Mazamas 
and the Mountaineers. 
On Wednesday morning, August thirteenth, twenty signed for 
the climb of Mount Meany under the leadership of Mr. Nelson; 
twenty-one signed for the climb of Mount Barnes, with Mr. Allen as 
leader. The Mount Meany people returned at four, the Mount Barnes 
shortly after; thus two more summits were conquered in a single day. 
Those who remained in camp enjoyed the opportunity of drying 
their dunnage, reading, or exploring the hills and forests around the 
Basin. Rain late in the afternoon made it necessary to put up shelter 
tents to be used at camp-fire. Great originality was developed, or 
rather revealed, in limericks or other verse presented that evening. 
The selection every one remembered best was: 
“Kany, Meany, miney, mo, 
Catch a crevice with your toe, 
Nelson whistles, 
Up you go, 
Eany, Meany, miney, mo.” 
* Mrs. Parsons’ account of the ascent of Olympus gives a graphic description of 
the conquest of Mount Olympus, 1913. 
