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better rudders than the shorter ice-axes. As we reached 

 the grassy basin below, the sky cleared, the sun burst 

 forth, and the walk down the canon was most enjoyable. 

 Camp had hardly been reached, however, when the clouds 

 gathered again, and a thunder-shower drove us to shelter 

 for a brief interval. 



I was fortunate to be included in a selected party of 

 eight, as a representative from the Mazamas, with a 

 representative from the Appalachians and Mountaineers, 

 to make the climb of Pope's Peak. We left camp one 

 afternoon on the trail to Hector, went east a short dis- 

 tance along the railroad, thence southerly through the 

 timber to Ross Lake. This is a small lake with trees half 

 encircling the lower shore, while the upper end curves 

 deep into high rocky walls from which a waterfall pours. 

 We arrived in time to see the evening glow reflected in 

 the lake. Several tents had been pitched, with an assist- 

 ant in charge, who had prepared hot supper while we 

 secured some boughs for bedding. This precaution was 

 necessary, since the mossy shore was kept damp by 

 percolating springs. The mosquitoes threatened to be- 

 come a pest, but the fire kept them back, and by the 

 time we turned in, the cold night air had effectually dis- 

 posed of them. Early the next morning we started from 

 camp in two parties of four each and two Swiss guides. 

 The route was most deceiving. Pointing to a dark line 

 or crack half-way up the wall above us, our guide stated 

 we would have to climb up and follow the line to the 

 cleft in the wall at the head of the falls. It looked dif- 

 ficult to make the ledge, for such it proved to be, and 

 impossible to follow it; but the guides unhesitatingly 

 worked their way up to the ledge, which we found wide 

 enough for fairly easy passage, and we soon were in the 

 hanging valley above the falls. Here we found a glacier 

 sloping down from Pope's Peak, and ascending, we 

 reached a rocky ledge jutting out on the left side of the 

 glacier, where we roped together. Avoiding several 

 crevasses, crossing one on an ice bridge, we reached the 



