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March 1994 WEST VANCOUVER HISTORICAL SOCIETY Page 9 Search For Mystery Mountain continued Don and Phyl Munday were gifted people with a great love for literature and poetry. In fact Don wrote many poems and Phyl frequently included poems in her diary. Some of them were copied from books, but there were one or two which may have been written by Don or herself. Thanks to Edith’s generous sharing of her mother’s diary, we have had access to the following, poignant poem which, it seems, sums up Phyl’s attitude to life - Mine shall be the mountains You may have the sea. Mine shall be the mountains That rise in majesty. Timberline and high trails These are my delight Mine the alpine meadows Strong and snowy white. Mine the lakes like jewels Gleaming in the sun. Mine the singing rivers Through green forests run. Pine and spmce and aspen These are my good trees. Boughs of fragrant balsam Shall form my beds of ease. When blue gentians blossom There my campsite lies. There my home and haven Under sparkling skies. Mine shall be the mountains You may have the sea And all that there does remain on earth The mountains to me. BOOK REVIEW Background for Our Feature Presentation Reported in this Issue THE UNKNOWN MOUNTAIN By Don Munday Introduction to 2nd Edition By Angus Gunn Coyote Press, 1993. $17.95 Plus Tax The story follows a succession of yearly expeditions, under the direction of Don Munday and his wife and companion climber Phyl. From 1926 to 1936 they continue their search for Mystery Mountain, Mount Waddington through the virtually untrodden slopes and glaciers of the Coast Mountains north and east of Bute and ICnight Inlets. Their story is an unqualified triumph of physical effort and unflagging determination over seemingly imsurmountable obstacles, all of which took place when success depended on individual capabilities and resources and in a time when government grants were unimagined. Written in a large part with reference to his journals and previously published articles, his style combines meticulous detail with evocative word pictures. The accompanying 36 black and white photos, mostly by the author or his wife, are spectacular and lose little by not being in colour. The book does include two sketch-maps but topographical maps of the Bute Inlet and Mount Waddington areas, scale 4 miles to the inch, would be a help in following the action. West Van Memorial Library has one copy of the ’93 edition in circulation; North Van District Library has one ’48 copy in the Special Collection for circulation; Vancouver Riblic Library has a Reference copy, 1948 edition, in their North West Collection as well as another title by Don Munday, New Mountain Horizons in Canada, 1925-1927. Amber Bookshop, 2460A Marine Drive, West Van. - 926-1133, has had the ’93 edition for sale and expects to replace their stock shortly (Fifteen copies have sold since our last General Meeting). MR. D.'S BOYS BAND - Contfrom Page 7 Our relationship with the fiery Arthur Delamont was an interesting one. On the one hand we were wary of his temperamental outbursts, put downs, and very taxing demands, on the other hand we respected him for his musical expertise, showmanship and moral fibre. He had an uncanny knack of sizing up an individual’s musical potential. If that individual failed to reach that potential through laziness or indifference, the famous Delamont temper empted. The great shock of white hair was deliberately mussed, fury blazed in his eyes, his baton, pencil or in extreme cases, tnunpet, descended on the back of the victim’s head and the term “Fathead” was hurled at the poor lad. In contrast, any boy who worked hard to improve his performance was never admonished or cuffed and senior members of the Band soon realised that most of the Delamont rage was mainly bluff. Jack Condon played a key supportive role in the Band during those years. As Band manager he not only recmited new members but also collected fees ($1.25 per month), handled uniforms and publicity, arranged Band trips, sold second-hand instruments, helped organise the Women’s Auxiliary, gave moral support to Mr. Delamont and counselled Band members. I personally remember the time he found me skipping Band practice one Saturday morning to play basketball. With a few remarks that a kind but firm father might make, Mr. Condon informed me of where my responsibilities and commitment lay and quietly escorted me back to Band practice. I treasure this period of my life in no small measure due to the efforts of these two gentlemen, Arthur Delamont and Jack Condon, and i thank them for the fact that in my adult years, playing the trombone has been my principal hobby. - And to think that it might not have happened if I hadn’t been lucky enough to spend my youth in West Vancouver. Submitted by: Mr. BUI Newman, Courtney, B.C.