This was our third of three peaks this day (including Threemile Mountain and UN 9900). We were wallowing in very deep sugar snow and I was starting to bonk (become "hypocaloric," in science-geek terms) and it took all I had to drag my carcass up this last peak of the day.
"After the first glass, you see things as you wish they were. After the second, you see things as they are not. Finally, you see things as they really are, which is the most horrible thing in the world."
--Oscar Wilde on Absinthe