That broad path, with the Gulf swell muttering along the bouldery shore on one side and the wind whispering in the lofty branches of tall trees on the other, was a favorite haunt of theirs on crisp March days.
"The Hidden Places"
Bertrand W. Sinclair
Imagine a very bouldery hillside planted thickly with knee-high brambles and more sparsely with higher bushes.
"African Camp Fires"
Stewart Edward White
An adventure to clamber half the day up a bouldery path through firs and birches, looking into black caves, peeping over steep cliffs, and at last reaching the wind-swept summit to look off through miles of emptiness.
"The Harbor"
Ernest Poole