In which Reid pretends to threaten to throw Jamess off the mountain.
In which Reid bows in worship at my feet to honor my achievement of having made it to the top, while Marina (from Russia) and She She (from Korea, whose name I'm sure I've misspelled) look on in amusement.
Reid and me and Catherine.
Being from Western Pennsylvania, he was dressed in his native "hunting style," including the camouflage gloves.
Later, as we scrambled up the rocks, I wished I had a pair myself.
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