Word: chutes
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...under a sky clear except for a few flaky, high clouds, the climbers left the lodge, 16 on skis with "climbers,"* four on snowshoes. They followed a snow-tractor's broad track for two miles, then cached snowshoes and skis and began to hike. At a chute near a crag called Crater Rock, they affixed crampons (spikes) to their boots to insure their footing on ice. Split into three strings, they followed two trailbreakers, cutting steps ahead, up Zig Zag draw to the west of Crater Rock, to within 50 feet of the top ridge...
...hazards they run away from. Leader Joe Leuthold at once gave the order to descend. The wind was so sharp the Mazamas had to back down the draw. Ice crusted their goggles; sleet froze on their faces and clothes. After the party had reached the base of the chute, they broke strings, reassembled, continued the descent. Some of them were not dressed warmly enough for the extreme cold...
Although Nils Eie of Oslo, Norway, took first in jumping with 36.76 points, Dartmouth captured team honors in that event to keep a clean slate. Because of the exceptionally fast surface on the runway, the jumpers took off from a rope stretched across the chute 50 feet below the platform, and jumps were consequently shorter than if the full length of the take-off had been utilized...
...whole, however, Mannequin does not depart perceptibly from the customary Crawford orbit-an upsy-daisy chute-the-chutes ride, with shrieks and giggles on the hairpin .turns and a happy splash at the end. With all the shiny morality and cultural lag of an old Will Hays collar, Mannequin tells the tale of a slum girl who tries to dodge her environment by marrying a self-confessed heel, gets a shot from love's hypo herself when she meets an honest tugboat tycoon...
Returning from the races James ("Squibs") Thomas stumbled in the gloom of London's big, depressing Liverpool St. station, plunged headfirst into a 90-ft. mail bag post chute. Mrs. Thomas screamed, fainted. Husband James slithered downward in darkness, suddenly appeared on a moving belt in an underground post office. Three feet ahead on the wide belt danced his unharmed bowler hat. Mr. Thomas, likewise unharmed, was quickly sorted from the mail by postal employes, returned to his wife who cried, "Oh, Squibs...