Not the real mountains, but they're high enough that the wool's better.

I'm on a high spot, almost a hill, nothing to see but trees and behind them the huge black shadows of real mountains.

There should have been real mountains, or no mountains at all.

But enough patting on the back; the real mountain remains to be climbed.

There's some real pretty mountains there and lots of places to hide out.

Or at least it can't have been a real mountain.

In the sixth stage, the first real mountains were to be climbed.

Here at last you are in the real mountains, with the highest peaks going up to some 5,000 feet.

Besides, you ought to have a look at one of the real mountains up here.

You ought to take a look at the real mountains.