"Get down from there right this second, you headache of a person!" my best friend called from an estimated thirty feet below my dangling body.

"Mmmmh...I don't think so" I jokingly sneered, as I pulled myself up onto the bark riddled branch, "The view's pretty glorious from up here, I think I may climb a touch higher, to get a better view of the skyline!"

Stevie and I had taken a four-day camping trip in the Rockies, aiming to break our record of hiking two 14ers in three days. It would be sensible to shoot for three in three days, but hell, who's sensible now-a-days? We had gotten through Grays and Torreys on Thursday, yesterday we started the hike from Torreys to Bierstadt, planning to start the hike up the former in the early hours of this morning. If time was on our side, we'll be able to hit Evans before we camp out for the night.

"Right, well when we don't make it to Mount Evans before it gets dark tonight, you tell me how that skyline is James!" remarked Stevie, who simply threw his hands to the dark morning sky in defeat.