"Don't those live in prairies?" I supposed. We were far from a prairie. At 11,000 feet above sea level, I was in the midst of a six-mile hike to the peak of a 13,000-foot mountain. (Maybe it's a meerkat, "No, those live in Africa") Two exhausting miles into the hike, we were observing a plump, petite creature eyeing us askance. I watched as the alleged prairie dog/meerkat scurried vigorously up the hill and into the base of an extremely massive pile of rocks. I collapsed onto the dirt next to the rock-pile and scrutinized the ridge above that I supposed was our final destination …show more content…
We had begun our journey in the heart of a wooded forest past a clear glistening lake, engulfed with the smell of pine and wet earth. Further along our expedition and another two thousand feet in elevation, the existence of the towering trees ended abruptly along with all other signs of life; save an occasional brown hirsute creature and a thorny shrub. I supposed that survival at such a high altitude was near impossible. The air was thin and parched and made my lungs feel like they were being squeezed from the