may travel in the hot arid foot-hills; at noon you will
be in the cool shades of the big pines; towards
evening you may wallow through snowdrifts; and at
dark you may camp where morning will show you
icicles hanging from the brinks of little waterfalls.
Behind your saddle you will want to carry a sweater,
or better still a buckskin waistcoat. Your arms are
never cold anyway, and the pockets of such a waistcoat,
made many and deep, are handy receptacles for
smokables, matches, cartridges, and the like. For the
night-time, when the cold creeps down from the high
peaks, you should provide yourself with a suit of
very heavy underwear and an extra sweater or a
buckskin shirt. The latter is lighter, softer, and more
impervious to the wind than the sweater. Here
again I wish to place myself on record as opposed to
a coat. It is a useless ornament, assumed but rarely,
and then only as substitute for a handier garment.

Inasmuch as you will be a great deal called on to
handle abrading and sometimes frozen ropes, you
will want a pair of heavy buckskin gauntlets. An
extra pair of stout high-laced boots with small
Hungarian hob-nails will come handy. It is marvelous
how quickly leather wears out in the downhill friction
of granite and shale. I once found the heels of
a new pair of shoes almost ground away by a single
giant-strides descent of a steep shale-covered thirteen-
thousand-foot mountain. Having no others I patched
them with hair-covered rawhide and a bit of horseshoe.