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Do you remember the first time you truly faced fear? As the path narrows to a line of single steps reaching out into the clouds, a thousand feet of cold rock plunging down on either side. Your intellect means nothing here, only raw physical strength will save you now. There is no way forward except across. The bleeding edge of a icy whisper which passed this land so many generations ago. But no help is coming, the group have already gone ahead without you. The only way forward is to go back.

Mountain memories from Helvellyn, June 2003