past two other bros to the north brought us to "Tick Camp", a tiny palm hut, with a very leaky roof, at 2. pm. Rain came on as we finished our lunch. We arrived at Tick Camp in rain, and the downpour continued well into the night. Our improvised carrying bags, our blankets, everything we had except two articles - my small hammock and a waxed food bag - were speedily saturated. The huts had been built to protect against a dry cold wind. The rainy southeaster that day blew right through it. Sam & Bill had to rig up an opposing roof of an extra tarp (attached) for camp space. All looked badly. Exactly two hours were needed to start a fire. The boys had been telling us of an infallible mountain firewood named "jildo" (ChitToe), which lit with a single match & burned with the fastest of ease. This was the wood which needed two hours to light. We slept in wet blankets or wet mud. Tues. Apr. 6. At 8 next morning we started for the summit. Tick Camp proved to be only 2000 feet above sealvel not the 4000 we had been told. This left us 2000 feet instead of 1000 feet to climb that day. No rain came till we were half way up. The climb varied - no worse than the day before. We went up through the same forest type of thin scrub, with certain new species. At about 4 P.M. just the first of the peculiar Dracophyllum was encountered this with other peculiar species of plants continued to its top. The Summit was forested with a marked, weather-beaten forest, many of the trees prostrate. There was an undergrowth of grassy & frosty vegetation - all very dense & appalling wet. The summit consisted of a very narrow shallow short crust. The men (and we too) were shaking with the cold, we spent about 3 by hours up there & then went down. I collected a lot of plants, I found some sage.