“ Having spent the major part of my life in the Rocky Mountains as timber cruiser, packer, trapper and guide, I have learned to love their beauty and grandeur; enjoy their solitude and feel that they are a part of me.It is there one can breathe the air of the Great Out Doors and gaze on mountains and glaciers whose never ending chain stretches into space and to listen to the waterfall's laughter. Where the denizens of the wild roam unmolested as they did for ages past, when man first came to this Virgin Paradise. ”
Rocky Mountains
Definition and stakes
The Rocky Mountains, an expansive mountain range extending across western North America, span over 3,000 miles from northern British Columbia to New Mexico, marking the easternmost section of the North American Cordillera. This geological wonder, molded by tectonic activity and weathering, has sparked a wide array of literary portrayals. Writers like Isabella Lucy Bird praised its wild, unspoiled beauty, describing “wild fantastic views” and “the air keener and purer with every mile,” while De Witt C.
Peters depicted the Rockies as a domain of unexplored splendor, where “never had human foot stood before.” Washington Irving captured their enigmatic allure as a “sea of barrenness” dotted with “treasured lakes” and “foaming torrents,” and Ernest Ingersoll compared their majesty to the Alps, highlighting their “breadth and grandeur.” These differing portrayals highlight the Rockies’ dual nature as both a natural marvel and an emblem of human adventure, their peaks reflecting the dynamic relationship between terrain and the spirit of exploration.
Quotes about “Rocky Mountains”
De Witt C. Peters, The Life and Adventures of Kit Carson…
“ In scenery these mountains of the Western Continent again carry off the palm; for, they strike the observer as being more bold, wild and picturesque than their formidable rivals. To the foot-worn traveler, who has journeyed thirty or forty days upon the level prairies, seeing nothing to break the monotony of a sea of earth, the dark outlines of the Rocky Mountains, gradually coming into the view, never fail to prove a refreshing sight both to the physical and mental eye. ”
Isabella Lucy Bird,
A Lady's Life in the Rocky Mountains
(1879-1880)
“ We entered on an ascending valley, where the gorgeous hues of the rocks were intensified by the blue gloom of the pitch-pines, and then taking a track to the north-west, we left the softer world behind, and all traces of man and his works, and plunged into the Rocky Mountains. There were wonderful ascents then up which I led my horse: wild fantastic views opening up continually, a recurrence of surprises; the air keener and purer with every mile, the sensation of loneliness more singular. ”
