Moving right along

I'm still feeling the effects of my tour. Being impaled on a fencepost leaves one sore for quite a while.

I know that I can climb this mountain, though.



I am Sir Hillary Clint..um, Sir Edmund Hillary, climbing Mount Everest!

I will make it to the summit!

My guide has deserted me. I'm afraid he took the money and ran. And he didn't run uphill.

Worse yet, he seems to have taken my lunch.