. My summer in the Alps, 1913 . MY SUMMER IN THE ALPS HAD not been in the Alps since 1905. In theinterval I had visited some of the splendid moun-tainous regions of Colorado, Wyoming andMontana, but on horseback and not for thepurpose of climbing. And now that an oppor-tunity presented itself to return to Switzerlandand again indulge my taste for mountaineering, I seized itwith avidity, for the sport continued to appeal to me as stronglyas ever. I can truly say that there is no pastime from which,during many years, I have derived such enjoyment as I havefrom climbing in the Alps. Since I was l
. My summer in the Alps, 1913 . MY SUMMER IN THE ALPS HAD not been in the Alps since 1905. In theinterval I had visited some of the splendid moun-tainous regions of Colorado, Wyoming andMontana, but on horseback and not for thepurpose of climbing. And now that an oppor-tunity presented itself to return to Switzerlandand again indulge my taste for mountaineering, I seized itwith avidity, for the sport continued to appeal to me as stronglyas ever. I can truly say that there is no pastime from which,during many years, I have derived such enjoyment as I havefrom climbing in the Alps. Since I was last in Switzerland the long projected Jung-frau Railroad had become an accomplished fact as far as a pointknown as the Jungfraujoch, and curiosity now impelled me toseek first hand knowledge as to what it had to offer. LeavingGrindelwald early on the morning of July 30, I walked up tothe Little Scheidegg in two and one-half hours and theretook the train which, in a little more than an hour, carriedme through a long tunnel to th
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