While we were getting used to the altitude we stood below admiring.

Every evening we went out on the wharf, gazed up at its grandeur and discussed the best way to go, for though we knew we should have to break our own trail, we had decided to attempt the climb.

We set a day and the hour for rising; the night before laid out our tramping clothes and religiously went to bed at eight.

I doubt if any of us slept, for we were used to later hours and excitement kept us awake.
As it was the first trip of the season, we lost some time at the start, admiring each others' costumes.

Two of us adhered to the regulation short skirt and bloomers, but the third girl wore trousers, poked into the top of her high boots.