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One of the best sections for a weekend backpacking trip begins in the town of Silver Bay , near the south end of the trail , and emerges in the Baptism River Valley , 27 miles [ 43 kilometers ] to the north . There was not the slightest reason , that I could see , for his objection ; and I daresay I tramped for a couple of hours without thinking of time or distance and certainly without seeing a person or a house . The subject of pies seemed to lend itself to indefinite expansion . Like his father and all his fathers before him , this man knew the river , not as a must-see in a tourist guidebook but as a flowing , living product of time , like music . With the real motive power behind these various causes he was not very closely identified ; to the spade-workers who carried on the actual labours of each particular movement he bore the relation of a trowel-worker , delving superficially at the surface , but able to devote a proportionately far greater amount of time to the advertisement of his progress and achievements . This ledge is located half way up the north ridge , about 250 meters ( 820 feet ) above the Col of Conquest , or 2,828 meters ( 9,280 feet ) up Cerro Torre . On any given day-but especially between September and June-the educational crossroads was a mass of guitar-playing , candle-lighting students who had managed to corner the bead market despite the marijuana haze in which the days disappeared . There were no striking objects that the eye might single out , but in all there was a charm of beauty.I took little heed of time , and it was only when the deepening twilight forced it - self upon me that I began to think of how I should find my way home . When you're a boatman on the River Ganges , there is plenty of time to consider everything .