. . . but also the official nickname of ECHO MOUNTAIN. Teaming dancing cuckoo clock kids with a not-very-funny malaprop guy and a duet of white-bread lovers hardly justifies one 12-snap roll of Kodak film, let alone two reels of technicolor. This alpine hike misses its mark by at least a mile, though it's set in a momentous period just a year or two before the singing nun warbled about "climbing every mountain." If the Von Trapp clan had run across the ECHO MOUNTAIN hikers on their trek toward greener pastures, it's more than likely that they would have high-tailed it back to their original stomping grounds.