The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1903-10-01
TriD to Mount Hood.

Jasper Wickham, wife and son Ray
mond and S. F. Blythe, wife and niece
Miss May Mueller of New York city
made tine trip to Cloud Cap Inn las
week. The party left Hood Rive
Wednesday morning, at o'clock, anC
camped at the Elk Beds Wednesday
night. Next day they made the drive
to the Inn by IL o'clock. The vino
was blowing gale at the Inn and &
blizzard was raging on the mountain.
The party went into camp at the ole
barn in the canyon below the Inn
Here they set up their tent expecting
the wind would not bother them.
About O'Clock Mr. Wickham wa.
invited to join Peter Felthausen anG
Bert Sandman in bear hunt. Mrs
Langille, the landlady of the Inn, with
her field glass had discovered beal
gamboling on the bunch grass in 6
patch of prairie beyond the middle fori
of Hood river, about half a mile from
the Inn. Mr.. Wickham Joined the
party and off they went in the direc
ton of the bear. The balance of the
party went to the Inn, and from the
dining room windows got sight of the
bear and watched the hunters as they
approached the abiding place of Bruin,
and at the same time fondly antici.
pating bear steak for supper. But the
bear got wind of the hunters and had
important business in another part OF
his domain. Instead of the bear, four
deer jumped up and stood staring at
the hunters within easy range of their
rifles. Bert Sandman leveled his rifle
and drew bead on a handsome buck
that he said would weigh 200 pounds,
when he happened to think he was in
the government reserve, and if he shot
the buck his chances for term in the
penitentiary would be bright. Bears
are seen every day at this point from
the Inn.
While the party at the Inn watched
the bear and the hunters, the wind
roared round the Inn, but the fearful
gusts didn't even seem to jar the
building, which stood as firmly as the
rocks upon which it is built. The blow
increased as night came on, and when
the party in their tent down in the
gulch turned in for the night at
O'Clock, the roar of the storm in the
trees above them was almost deafen-
ing. A light rain accompanied the
wind, and with every fearful blast of
the storm the water that collected on
the pines above the tent would be pre-
cipitated upon it in huge showers.
Some of the more nervous of the party
couldn't sleep, while Others, tired out
by mountain climbing during the day,
slept soundly until daylight. Luckily
the tent was well pinned down, else it
would have been wrecked even in that
sheltered spot. After midnight the
storm abated, and at sunrise the at
mosphere was clear and everything
peaceful on the grand old mountain,
which from the Inn looked to be not
more than a stones throw away. The
party in the tent were surprised to
learn that the folks at the Inn regard
ed the storm as only an ordinary blow.
Friday morning was cool. A thin
coating of ice gathered on the spring
from which water is piped to the Inn.
The party wandered on the mountain
and along the sides of the glaciers du-
ring the forenoon and at u O'Clock
pulled out for home. AtJ.N.Knight's
place the horses were fed and the party
cooked their dinner, and enjoyed the
camp fare spread on the grass along
side the road. At 9p. m. they reached
town, happy in the expectation of
good nights rest in comfortable beds,
but glad they had made the trip to
Mount Hood even if it was late I'm the
season.