Tween a Rock & a Hard Place

It's colder and i am getting more and more breathless. Our destination... i know is not far away but it is becoming torturous. I have mixed feelings at this moment...from loving the beauty that surrounds this place to the absolute displeasure of finding that every peak that we arrive at, there is another peak waiting ahead...it is like being stuck between a rock and a hard place...and it needs to be done for a Kem Botak awaits.

Amidst the rugged terrain an orchid finds a nice little nook to nestle and grow. Tiny and pretty it stands swaying in the wind. A pitcher plant is no less hardy with so little soil and i suppose much less nutrients to grow in. They all learned to adapt and survive on what is available to them. Much there is for us to learn from them. Taking a lesson from them i learn to adapt to the rugged terrain and regulate my breathing on this long & steep incline. Arduous as it may seem it is now a test of iron wills to keep moving, keep trekking and not stop.

A green tea tree or so claims one of Ahmad's Twelve. At 1707hrs meow & i sighted fellow humans...they are Ahmad's Twelve standing atop our destination. What a relief for todays trek is finally at an end. Jaya holds aloft a bottle of Pepsi Twist and shouts, "come up and i'll give you a sip of this!"

We both sigh a sigh of relief.