Before reaching the top all we could think of was food, food—anything,
and lots of it. Mountain air certainly provides great appetites. It was
with a sigh of contentment that we sat down in the Ski Camp to open
our lunches and satisfied the inner cravings. Hot coffee and tea helped
considerably to ease tired muscles and prepare us for the afternoon's
entertainment. As there was snow everywhere, skiing was in order, of
which several took advantage. To some of us skiing was an untried art,
but if we did not accomplish said art we found a great source of amuse-
ment in watching the others trying to balance on their skiis. No sooner
had they laboriously extricated themselves from the long boards than
they would be tangled up again and would flounder around in the snow.
lt was easy to spot those who had fallen. Naturally our party did not
consist of all amateur ski jumpers, so we got quite a thrill out of watching
these others zipping down long steep hills. It must indeed be thrilling
to coast down from great heights, shoot out into space, and then
continue down at a dizzying rate of speed to the foot of the hill. The
huskies, too, afforded keen interest and were greatly admired, albeit
feared. It was rather amusing to watch the various hikers hurrying into
the camp and crowding around the huge stove—there to lean up against
it and dry that portion of their anatomy which so often came in contact
with the cold, cold snow when the desired balance on the skiis was at a
premium. | fearfully expected that someone would go up in smoke at

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