The Quest.

"Yeah, like I can't do this no more."  And so started the quest.  Focus on the quest. It may not get me out of here but at least it is something to do.

"I would like to say I just got burned but no it is more like I just burned myself.  You don't know until you try.  Back to the quest."  At least it was nice to see Myra back.

On he went.  There were others.  He could see them - climbing as well.  He could barely make out the bodies on the side of the wall ascending through the gully and then on the summit two more people.  "How they must feel.  This would be me someday.", he thought with envy.  The southwest ridge first and then the gully.  Nobody would do the southwest ridge it is too long and too strenuous.  Two miles of brush, then over a mosquito infested creek covered in thorns and stickers, then the climb in earnest, through more brush and then four thousand feet of talus and finally the ridge starting with knife edge followed by the gap in the mountain, the minor summit, the down climb and finally the summit proper.  He could only dream of the day, the moment, that moment.  That moment he was watching two people experience and another two about ready to.

Then it would be the gully followed by the traverse.