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92 THE EXPLORATIOX UF THE CAUCASUS<br />

commencement of our difficulties our minds had been troubled<br />

as to how we should get down, though, fortunately for our success,<br />

they had been more pressingly occupied with the business of the<br />

ascent. Now, however, the question had to be fairly faced—how<br />

were we to descend the ice-slope we had climbed with so much<br />

difficulty? With a strong party — that is, a party with a due<br />

proportion of guides, and when good steps can be cut— there is no<br />

more delicate mountaineering operation than the descent of a<br />

really steep ice-slope. We were not a strong party, and on this<br />

particular slope it was practically impossible to cut A bad slip must result in a fall or roll of at<br />

steps at all.<br />

least 2000 feet,<br />

unless, indeed, our progress was cut short by one of the numerous<br />

crevasses on the lower part of the mountain. The exact manner<br />

of its termination might, however, be a matter of indifference<br />

when that termination came.<br />

We were unanimously of opinion that an attempt to return by<br />

our morning's route would end in disaster, and that a way must<br />

be sought in another direction. This could only<br />

be on the<br />

northern flank of the mountain, and it was satisfactory to see that<br />

for a long distance on that side there was no serious difficulty.<br />

A steep slope of firm snow fell away from our feet to a great<br />

level neve, which we knew must pour down glaciers into the<br />

glens which open into the Terek valley below the Kasbek station.<br />

A very few minutes' consideration determined us to follow this line,<br />

on the east<br />

abandoning for the time our camp and the porters<br />

side of the mountain. The first hundred feet of descent down the<br />

hai'd snow-bauk were steep enough. I was ahead, and neglected<br />

to cut good steps, an error which resulted in Moore's aneroid<br />

getting a jolt which upset it for several hours. Happily,<br />

the little<br />

thing recovered during the night, and told us our approximate<br />

heights for many a day afterwards. Very soon the slope became<br />

gentle enough to allow iis to dispense with axe-work, and we<br />

trudged straight and steadily downwards, until we were almost<br />

on the level of the extensive snow-fields upon which we had looked<br />

from above. Here we again halted to consider our further course.<br />

We were on an unknown snow-plain, at a height of 14,000 feet

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