In the milky mountains, upon the lofty summit known as Altar Peak, stand the spacious and somber ruins of a monastery once famous as the ARK. Traditions would link it with an antiquity so hoary as the Flood.
Numerous legends have been woven about the Ark; but the one most current on the tongues of local mountaineers among whom I chanced to spend a certain summer in the shade of Altar Peak is the following:
Many years after the great Deluge Noah and his family, and his family’s increase, drifted into the Milky Mountains where they found fertile valleys, abundant streams and a most equable
climate. There they decided to settle.