Most of the names on this map that are still in use were proposed previous to Munday, except perhaps “Thompson Icefield,” now Thompson Glacier.” Many of the names were superseded in the Premier Range proclimation.

Charles Francis Hanington [1848–1930] accompanied Edward Worrell Jarvis [1846–1894] on a Canadian Pacific Railway survey of potential passes north of the Yellowhead. A hard trip they had of it, with dogsleds from Quesnel through the McGregor and Smoky Rivers, finding no better passes than the Yellowhead.

Includes many unofficial names: Muddy River, Sulphur River, Ptarmigan Lake, Rockslide Creek, Sulphur Pass, No Luck Creek, Snow River, Mirror Canyon, Calumet Snowfield, Twin Tree Lake, Mt. Pamm, Rockslide Creek, Short River…

“Pete” Fay as he was known to his friends had been a member of the [American Alpine] Club for 59 years at the time of his death last August [1971]. His qualifications for election in 1912 were four seasons in the Canadian Rockies beginning in 1906. In 1914 he joined a Smithsonian expedition which left Jasper, Alberta in June for the purposes of exploration, mapping and the collection of birds and mammals in the northern Rockies. Reports were filed with the Biological Survey in Washington. In mid-October the party met a trapper who showed them an old newspaper with reports of the first weeks of World War I of which they had no inkling. For the next three or four days they traveled non-stop to reach Hudson Hope on the Peace River.

Pete graduated from Harvard in 1907. During World War I he joined the American Field Service to drive an ambulance in France and later served with the Air Force in France and Belgium. Afterwards he was associated with an investment counseling firm in Boston for many years. Aside from two years on the Council (1930-1932), he did not take an active part in Club affairs, though he attended frequent meetings. Frail health confined him to his home for the last ten or more years.

— Hall, American Alpine Journal, (1972)

“From the elevated ice-field, fed by avalanching snows from the sides of Robson, a gigantic ice cascade tumbles down rock precipices and buries its nose in the waters of Berg Lake,” wrote Arthur Oliver Wheeler after his 1911 visit. “At frequent intervals great chunks of ice break off with a report like cannon, and, bounding and rattling down the steep incline, plunge into the clear water of the lake. Dr. Coleman has named the overhanging ice-fall ‘The Blue Glacier,’ The term is not strong enough: ‘Tumbling Glacier,’ though not so euphonious, is a better name to express the activity of such a unique feature.”