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He closed his eyes briefly and told himself , once again , to wait . Killip carried garbage bags in his pack but did n't use them for shelter . And also when I stop to eat , I usually gargle with hydrogen peroxide , so if there're any nasties in the water , I can give them a hard time . He used his pump to filter some water and prepared to spend the night . Di Rosa wanted us to see what was happening to the wilderness , so he offered to take us out on one of the " administrative " roads that are closed to the public . He picked himself up and moved next to her . I also knew that this was an opportunity to be the first to run a marathon in the vicinity of both Poles . Every hour on the hour we talked to the Coast Guard and finally they decided they were going to send two ships out to help us until a cutter could get to us . Too far from shore to outswim the predator if it attacked , Howes feared for the lives of the girls and himself . " I have climbed the Petit Piton 300 times , " he boasted , flashing a brilliant white grin . That is the only time in my life I felt like I was just walking down that fine line of sanity . It 's time now to say goodbye to Abbas , who hates us , and to try our hand with a new guide , a Mr. Soufi , for the remaining days of our trip.And how to describe Mr. Soufi ? On the small tape recorder beside his chair Philip Griffin turned up the volume and let the music fill the space between them . We thought we should go together since none of us knows what to expect . When Ken Killip set out on the trail in Colorado 's Rocky Mountain National Park at dawn on August 8 , 1998 , he had the nagging sense that he should not have come . Majik points to a ledge high above us where we can see visible ruins — and , perhaps , graves . " Yes , " I say . Here he reveals some of the park 's stunning simple pleasures : releasing a rehabilitated sea turtle , climbing a lighthouse , skimming the surface of a coral dream . Convinced that he was getting close to Rock Lake , he began scrambling up a steep scree slope to get a better view . Although he had no idea in what direction he was going , he told himself that he could still return to his car . One hundred yards [ 91 meters ] downhill , seven climbers , most of them members of a Portland-area fire department , were cautiously picking their way around the bergschrund , a 25-foot-deep [ 8-meter-deep ] crevasse . About halfway up , he lost his footing and began to tumble down the long grade , arresting himself only by chance . A local man , whom we paid to guide us for the day , points guiltily to a hillside pockmarked with holes : the site of a looted Bronze Age grave site.There are scores of them in this region , a place that was unmapped and unexplored well into the 20th century due to the ferocity of local tribes who had a reputation for killing any outsiders they encountered . I pull my pant legs down , put my socks back on , and follow the others fully clothed .