P. D. McTavish

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P. D. McTavish Canadian Alpine Journal (1908)

It was now four o'clock. If loose and rotten rock was dangerous on the ascent, it would be doubly so descending, and it was imperative to commence the descent. With the chagrin of defeat in our minds, we did not particularly relish the anticipation of descending faces of weathered and disintegrating rock, skirting fearsome ledges with foot-holds of questionable security and yawning depths below and, worst of all, lowering ourselves down couloirs treacherous with snow, ice and debris.
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P. D. McTavish Canadian Alpine Journal (1907)

At length we detected a small ledge which led up a short way to a little dome of rock, beyond which we could not see. But we had hopes, and indulging temporarily in the pleasures of hope, we contented ourselves for a sufficient length of time to dispose of a few sandwiches, which, needless to say, we enjoyed immensely, as it was now nearing ten o'clock, and we had breakfasted shortly after two. The recollection of that lunch always provokes a smile.
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