Eileen, signing the log-book at the peak

Didn't want to go on anymore. I saw her sitting on a retaining wall, at around 12,500 feet, with the peak in sight, and just under 2hs away. We chatted lengthily and I suggested dropping our packs where everybody else dropped their packs when the air got a little thin. And we pushed on to the top. Sweet, and possessed of a strength that did not become apparent until it was time to go back down. Tired as we were, she pushed us relentlessly back down, all the way. The fourth one of the team of five. Also marathon runner in training.