MotorMouth

I think that book was my favourite also, since my father was able to capture the true essence of what it was like hike through sub alpine landscape with as he put it glistening fly crap everywhere. I remember he always believed in water fights when we came to a creek or river. But we were never allowed to get him wet because he would yell, don't get water on my camera or glasses or the list would go on and on. But he always seemed to get his share of water when he would have to help us 4 children and my mother across a river. That man had legs of solid muscle. You could say he was Strong Like Bull. He had a wicked sense of humour. He told a story once about Life Magazine wanted to do a story on the Mountaineers. So they went up on Mt Rainier with the photographer and writer and when the writer asked what did they eat on their climbs, everyone pulled out a watermelon and started eating it. For some reason it was never published it got kicked off the front cover because of some national tragedy. I will miss daddy, I always thought he was special and important, I never realized that other people would think the same. Thanks for your remarks and kind thoughts Claudia Mannning aka motormouth Clodhopper or #3daughter.