Francis C. Walker

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Francis C. Walker,  Canadian Alpine Journal (1908)

“ In the modern Paradise Valley, at any rate, there was plenty of enjoyment for the one-day tripper, the man who liked to start off, not too soon after breakfast, in the wake of a well-filled rucksack, to reach at noon some remote part of the valley appropriate to the emptying of rucksacks, and to stroll back into camp with unexhausted frame in good time for the evening meal. To begin with, he could push up to the head of the valley as far as the Horseshoe Glacier, to feast his eyes on the towering snow-decked masses of Hungabee, Lefroy, and the Mitre. ”
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Francis C. Walker,  Canadian Alpine Journal (1908)

“ After wrestling with the puttees and crawling into the open, I found that tent No. 5 was almost the last from the bridge but at no great distance from the creek; and I soon washed and started out to find the main camp. All along as I made my way cheerfully over the stumps, guy-ropes and rocks that had treated me so scurvily the night before, I found other denizens of the men's quarters creeping out with soap and towel, or furbishing up their ice-axes and boots for the day's work. ”
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Francis C. Walker,  Canadian Alpine Journal (1908)

“ The rest of the journey to camp was an easy scramble down the ravine, and we soon arrived rather wet and weary and quite ready for the usual afternoon tea.
For my part, when I have climbed a mountain, I like to sit down for a while and think about it. Yet you will see people coming back into camp with half the nails gone from their soaking boots and with a considerable gap in the garment that bears the brunt of a glissade, who will at once rush to the bulletin board hunting for more trouble. What are you to do with people like that?
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