Cliff Rescue aka Clean Up Work aka Timmy Climbs Mount Evergreen

Ranger Bill, warrior of the woodland, struggling against extreme odds, travelling dangerous trails, showing rare courage in the face of disaster. In the air, on horseback, or in a screaming squad cup, Ranger Bill, his mind alert, a ready smile, unswerving, loyal to his mission. And all this in exchange for the satisfaction

and pride of a job well done. We're not a hard bill, is some job for us? You might call it that, Stumpy? I was just beginning to get used to the idea of relaxing. I've been quiet around here for a long time.

That's why I'm working out this schedule, fellas. We've been very fortunate around here for a while. So I fit upon this schedule of clean up work. No, no, no, no, no, work for each of us to do.

Oh, it's no use I guess. When Bill feels like Chief Ranger, there's no stopping him. That's right, Gray Wolf. Okay, what have you got for us to do? Well, Henry, your job is right here in the station.

That back room is pretty cluttered again. Seems like I'm always cleaning it. That's right, young feller, but you see, we're always cluttering it up. And, Stumpy, don't say a word, Bill! I know my job already!

That right. Yep. I suppose I'm going to move around among you working feathers with my harmonica and keep morale up, right? Wrong. Well, I tried. You sure did all the time, Erm. I want you and Graywall to make a check of all the towers in our district for needs such as paint, maintenance and the like.

All the towers? That's right. Oh, excuse me fellas. Well, look who's here. Oh, strangers! Hi, Keith! Hi, Keith! Hi! What brings an old bear like you out so early in the ear, Keith? Ah, one guess.