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THE AJ)A1 KliUKU GROUP 139<br />

Dt'cliy, however, had a had time, and it must be remembered<br />

by all Caucasian clinil)ers and critics that the snow and ice<br />

conditions vary in dift'erent seasons far more than in the Alps.<br />

In 1887 and 1889, I found the snows greatly altered, and in<br />

1890 again, on the Laila, Herr Merzbacher's experiences were very<br />

dift'erent from mine of the previous year.^<br />

After a very enjoyable halt we set out, but by keeping<br />

entirely to the left of our ice -fall, we almost completely evaded<br />

its seracs, and soon found ourselves at the spot where the two<br />

cascades unite. The rope could now l)e thrown off, and we wei^e able<br />

to run along the broken glacier and slide swiftly down the snow-<br />

banks beside a last fall, where the ice bent slightly to the north.<br />

Here we came on a meadow and water, a fine site for a bivouac.<br />

But we had more ice and moraine before us. Some of us clunc to<br />

the glacier, others tried the moraine ; I do not know which fared<br />

worse ;<br />

at any rate, the moraine party came in last.<br />

The two who first reached smooth ground were suddenly aware<br />

of a white tent pitched a few hundred yards from the terminal<br />

moraine. We hastily assumed it must be Signor Sella's camp ; visions<br />

of afternoon-tea rose before us. I trust I shall not mention tea too<br />

often. If I do, may it be remembered that tea of necessity takes<br />

the place in a Caucasian journey that '<br />

Bouvier '<br />

occupies<br />

in the<br />

records of mountaineering nearer home. We hurried on, counting<br />

on a cordial reception from our comrade or his Italian followers,<br />

whom we had met at Vladikavkaz. But the tent proved empty ;<br />

its furniture was not European ;<br />

there was no sign of a photographic<br />

outfit. Presently an elderly Ossete came in sight, hurrying up in<br />

the greatest alarm. He obviously looked on us as a party of<br />

unusually dare-de\il rol)bers, on liis property as lost, and on his<br />

own days as probably numbered. His face did not recover its com-<br />

posure so long as we were in sight. Captain Powell ascertained<br />

from him that he was there for his health, undergoing a<br />

'<br />

cure '<br />

' Our pass is seen in the illustration (from a photograph of M. de Diechj'), immediately east<br />

of a rock-tower on the skyline. A more iiracticable passage may possibly be found a few<br />

hundred yards farther west.

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