Word: cold
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...RAIN: cold, clammy, pervading rain that leaked through the tent and soaked the sleeping bag. The sky bode more ill than good. There was no thunder though, which left me no excuses. Moreover, I had specifically asked 'Ranger Bob' the night before what the streams would be like, reminding him I would be making the hike alone. Stoned, but still the authority, he said "no problem...
...outset turned into moderately heavy snow. Everyone was hiking at his own pace. I was at least 15 minutes behind Adrian and the same amount of time in front of Johnnie, Mike and the other two. It seemed an interminably long way to the top. I was getting cold, dressed only in shorts, t-shirt, down vest, poncho and wool cap. I hadn't eaten anything that morning and very little the day before, which was beginning to worry me. But worse still, my shoe came untied...
There was no comfort anywhere. Even the usual sterility of raw rock, clear water and open sky was obliterated. Only white pervaded, the white blanketing, falling and unformed snow. It gripped me even more than the cold did. It was even more engulfing than overwhelming. I didn't know whether I wanted to go on, or should go on or even could. It left me a decision...
...stood staring until the two men caught up. Then they stood and stared. I talked to them. They had no food, no dry clothes, no tent and only wet down sleeping bags which sap heat from cold bodies. They were defenseless, and worse, they were succumbing. I didn't think I could cross the stream alone even though it looked as though Adrian had. I wondered if I shouldn't set up the tent, get in the sleeping bag and bite through the plastic bag at my belt to get crackers and chocolate and try to save...
This year's hardest currency may turn out to be the literature of dope, double-cross and revenge. The best of the current thrillers, many by little-known writers, reflect a move out from the cold war caper to a wider, well-plotted world of skuldruggery and high technology. The new books cover the map from Cozumel to Copenhagen, the Persian Gulf to the South China Sea. Their post-Bondian hardware ranges from a Guppy-class submarine to the world's biggest tanker, the Dragon M-47 antitank rocket to the Soviet Dragunov rifle. In most cases, the hero...