text_original: It was a little lap of land clear at the top of the mountains, the final peaks and ridges of which rose all around, walling it in completely. You must climb these to be able to see into it, and the only possible approach for pack horses was the pine tree slant, down which we came. Of course there was no trail.
text_transcription: IT WAS A LITTLE LAP OF LAND CLEAR AT THE TOP OF THE MOUNTAINS THE FINAL PEAKS AND RIDGES OF WHICH ROSE ALL AROUND WALLING IT IN COMPLETELY YOU MUST CLIMB THOSE TO BE ABLE TO SEE INTO IT AND THE ONLY POSSIBLE APPROACH FOR PACK HORSES WAS THE PINE TREE SLANT DOWN WHICH WE CAME OF COURSE THERE WAS NO TRAIL
phonemes: ɪt wʌzɐ lˈɪɾəl lˈæp ʌv lˈænd klˈɪɹ æt ðə tˈɑːp ʌvðə mˈaʊntɪnz, ðə fˈaɪnəl pˈiːks ænd ɹˈɪdʒᵻz ʌvwˈɪtʃ ɹˈoʊz ˈɔːl ɚɹˈaʊnd, wˈɔːlɪŋ ɪɾ ɪn kəmplˈiːtli. juː mˈʌst klˈaɪm ðiːz təbi ˈeɪbəl tə sˈiː ˌɪntʊ ɪt, ænd ðɪ ˈoʊnli pˈɑːsᵻbəl ɐpɹˈoʊtʃ fɔːɹ pˈæk hˈɔːɹsᵻz wʌzðə pˈaɪn tɹˈiː slˈænt, dˌaʊn wˌɪtʃ wiː kˈeɪm. ʌv kˈɔːɹs ðɛɹwˌʌz nˈoʊ tɹˈeɪl.