Each day was a struggle as we made our way up the mountain. We climbed up and up. Our pace each day was fairly relaxed but we continued up. Sleeping on the mountain side was scary. I was afraid that I might roll over suddenly and plummet to my death. I found myself wondering that if that where to happen would I wake? Or would I just dream I was falling and never wake again.
So me made it. After four days we arrived at the summit. We looked down at the glorious landscape. The mountains stretched far and we could imagine we were the only humans on the planet. As I looked I was suddenly struck by the thought; the view from a helicopter would have been better.
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