RAINIER'S WILDERNESS AREAS ASSURED
Those of you who enjoy nature, unspoiled and unmarred by the hand of
man, will be glad to learn that several large areas within Mount Rainier
National Park have been definitely set aside as "Wilderness
Areas"--regions that will forever be free from human exploitation. This
wilderness country includes the entire northern section of the Park as
well as three of the most beautiful regions on the West Side--Indian
Henry's Hunting Ground, Klapatche Park, and St. Andrews Park. To enjoy
the wonderous natural beauty of these regions one will have to resort to
ride horseback over trails or see it like the Marines saw the world--on
foot. After all the real beauty spots of any region are rarely
reached in any other manner.
The action of setting aside these areas is a result of unified action
on the part of the Mountaineers, a Seattle and Tacoma Mountaineering
Club. Their recommendations met with whole-hearted cooperation of
Superintendent Tomlinson and was subsequently concurred in by Director
Stephen T. Mather.
The National Park system, created for the enjoyment of the people,
provides for roads for those who care for but a hurried visit but as
"over civilization" of the rugged grandeur of these Parks oftentimes
ruins their appeal this type of development is held to a minimum. The
mountain trail, with a good pair of hob-nailed boots as the sole source
of power is the way to SEE Mount Rainier and our other Parks. At
present most of this Park is really "wilderness" but as the travel
increases areas similar to those just established will be included to
keep the Park in its virgin state.
WE GO HUCKLE "BEARYING"
Perhaps you like huckleberries. We do too! The other day while
roaming about the hills along the Nisqually Glacier Canyon through great
patches of this wild fruit we found another who evidently enjoyed these
berries as much as we did. After partaking of generous helpings he
proceeded to take a bath in a small pool, cavorting about unmindful of
our presence. Finally he spied us and perhaps sensing some sort of
embarrassment at being observed in that manner, gave us a glassy stare
and rushed dripping into the deep woods.