The Highest Andes: A Record of the First Ascent of Aconcagua and Tupungato in Argentina, and the Exploration of the Surrounding Valleys

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Page 121 - His bark, careering o'er unfathomed fields ; Now on Atlantic waves he rides afar, Where Andes, giant of the western star, With meteor standard to the winds unfurled, Looks from his throne of clouds o'er half the world.
Page viii - ... only sensation I experienced was a slight tightness across the head and chest, like that felt on leaving a warm room and running quickly in frosty weather. There was some imagination even in this; for upon finding fossil shells on the highest ridge, I entirely forgot the puna in my delight. Certainly the exertion of walking was extremely great, and the respiration became deep and laborious...
Page 104 - The easiest way of obtaining the impression is to follow in my steps ; for in watching a sunset from Mont Blanc one feels that one is passing one of those rare moments of life at which all the surrounding scenery is instantaneously and indelibly photographed on the mental retina by a process which no secondhand operation can even dimly transfer to others.
Page 104 - ... admired, and he escaped frost-bites. I -wish that I could substitute his canvas, though, to say the truth, I fear it would exhibit a slight confusion of the points of the compass, for my words ; but, as that is impossible, I must endeavour briefly to indicate the most impressive features of the scenery. My readers must kindly set their imaginations to work in aid of feeble language ; for even the most eloquent language is but a poor substitute for a painter's brush, and a painter's brush lags...
Page 81 - I got lower my strength revived, and the nausea that I had been suffering from so acutely disappeared, leaving me with a splitting headache. Soon after five o'clock I reached our tent. My headache was now so bad that it was with great difficulty I could see at all. Zurbriggen arrived at the tent about an hour and a half later. He had succeeded in gaining the summit, and had planted an Ice-axe there; but he was so weak and tired that he could scarcely talk, and lay almost stupefied by fatigue. Though...
Page 80 - I kept falling forward and cutting myself in the shattered stones that covered the sides of the mountain. I do not know how long I crawled in this miserable plight, steering for a big patch of snow that lay in a sheltered spot, but I should imagine that it was about an hour and a half. On reaching the snow I lay down, and finally rolled down a great portion of the mountain side. As I got lower my strength revived, and the nausea that I had been suffering from so acutely disappeared, leaving me with...
Page 208 - BD 19 the whole clothed with unbroken snow; from one peak my Arriero said he had once seen smoke proceeding; I thought I could distinguish the form of a large crater. In the maps Tupungato flourishes as a single mountain ; this Chileno method of giving one name to a tract of mountains is a fruitful source of error. In this region of snow there was a blue patch ; no doubt a glacier. A phenomenon which is not thought to occur in these mountains.
Page 122 - They were not, however, in darkness ; for soon after the sun had set, the moon rose and shone brightly, revealing everything with wonderful distinctness in the clear air...
Page 62 - Knowing, however, that this treatment was the one hope for him, we continued to rub, in spite of his cries, literally holding him down, for the pain was getting so great that he could no longer control himself, and tried to fight us off. The sun now rose over the brow of the mountain, and the air became slightly warm ; I gave him a strong dose of brandy, and after a great deal of trouble induced him to stand up. We slipped on his boots without lacing them, and supporting him between two of us, we...
Page 55 - ... reverberate through the air and add to the terrors of the poor people. I crossed Lake Street bridge to the west, ran north to Kinzie Street bridge, and crossed over east to the North Side, hoping to head off the fire. It had, however, already swept north of me, and was traveling faster than I could go, and I soon came to the conclusion that it would be impossible for me to get east in that direction. I accordingly re-crossed Kinzie Street bridge, and went west as far as Des Plaines Street, where...

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