Meadows, little strips of alpine freshness, begin before the timberline is reached.
Already weak, they did not get down to timberline the first day.
The territory dominated by old “timberline” had an area of about eighty square miles.
Beech trees appear at all elevations between 3,000 feet and the timberline.
I was so near that with my field-glasses I recognized him as “Old timberline,” a bear with two right front toes missing.
In this varied and extensive region old "timberline" had all the necessities of life and many of the luxuries of beardom.
Out of the worst of the wind, they skied easily back down towards the timberline.
I hoped that some time I should be able to photograph Old timberline at twenty-five or thirty feet.
Old timberline started down into a caon as though to descend a gully diagonally to the bottom.
Here, close to timberline, the watershed between the two oceans is again crossed.