STEEP TRAILS 



ing views southeast and west over the dark 

 forest roof to the San Francisco and Mount 

 Trumbull volcanoes — the bluest of moun- 

 tains over the blackest of level woods. 



Instead of thus riding in dust with the crowd, 

 more will be gained by going quietly afoot 

 along the rim at different times of day and 

 night, free to observe the vegetation, the fos- 

 sils in the rocks, the seams beneath overhang- 

 ing ledges once inhabited by Indians, and to 

 watch the stupendous scenery in the chang- 

 ing lights and shadows, clouds, showers, and 

 storms. One need not go hunting the so- 

 called "points of interest." The verge any- 

 where, everywhere, is a point of interest be- 

 yond one's wildest dreams. 



As yet, few of the promontories or throng 

 of mountain buildings in the canon are named. 

 Nor among such exuberance of forms are 

 names thought of by the bewildered, hurried 

 tourist. He would be as likely to think of 

 names for waves in a storm. The Eastern 

 and Western Cloisters, Hindu Amphitheater, 

 Cape Royal, Powell's Plateau, Grand View 

 Point, Pomt Sublime, Bissell and Moran 

 Points, the Temple of Set, Vishnu's Temple, 

 Shiva's Temple, Twin Temples, Tower of 

 Babel, Hance's Column — these fairly good 

 names given by Button, Holmes, Moran, and 



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