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James Swann 11Ih 27/03/03 A Walk Walking up the mountain, a cloudless sky overhead, it was the perfect day. As my climbing party and I reached the bottom of Mount Cheguva, the highest mountain in the world, I gazed up above and stared in amazement at the snow-capped peaks, raging waterfalls and steep rocky paths. It seemed that one man alone could not conquer this mammoth creation of Mother Nature. I realized by the end of the day I could be in heaven, among many unknown species and uncharted valleys. At 10 miles high, from this close, my reason for living seemed almost too big. Almost. It was pointed out to me, however, that the pitch-black clouds only known in this part of the world were on the horizon and a strong wind was beginning to howl in our ears. Oblivious to the many forceful warnings shouted in my direction, I...

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