Getting drenched and cold while hungry, full of lice, and black with rock dust—in water and mud, after stumbling about for thirteen hours. It’s 11:00 PM by the time we’re back in our unheated tents and we can cast off and wring out our sweaty, sodden garments. And then the next morning, at dawn, shivering and cursing, we throw the soaked rags back on ourselves.
