mt st Helens
July 15, 2010
There we were nearing the top of one of the largest mountains in the world… well a very large mountain. Sore and tired from the many hours of journeying, but determined to get to peak of this monumental mound. That was when the wind started picking up. I first noticed it as a slight breeze, but in that slight breeze I could smell the horrible sent of danger. As we pressed on, trudging up this hazardously steep and stony hill we could feel the the wind growing stronger and faster and and fiercer and bad. Though we could barely lift our feet with weariness we somehow we made it on and on mile after mile after foot. It must have been the spirit of power and determination surging trough our souls. Anyway, the wind got worse and worse until we had to hug the stony and snowy mountain side to keep from being picked up and blown down to our deaths like leafs on an Autumn breeze. Despite the imminent danger quickly approaching us, we were determined not to give up. We gritted our teeth, squared our shoulders and crawled on. Hour after hour we crawled, the wind roaring in our ears. We didn’t chat anymore. The wind was so loud we had to shout at the top of our lungs just to be heard by each other. I’m not sure how long this went, but eventually the wind got so bad it started picking up ice and sand and boulders and throwing them in our faces. The sand got in our mouthes and ears and hair. The tiny pieces of ice, which where as sharp as razors cut into our flesh. The pain was excruciating. We started hiding behind rocks waiting for the wind to die down a bit and then making a dash for the next big rock before it started up again. We practiced this technique for only a short time before we got caught in the middle of a blast. It was at that point we decided going on any further would only be suicide. We got up, turned around, and started running for our lives back down the mountain. Tripping and falling we finally made it back down out of the wind and ice.
That was my Monday this week. yup… next week I’m going sky diving.
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