We quickly devoured our dinner, and made camp as best as we could. My bed was hard, the shelter was not stable, and the situation was uncomfortable at five thousand feet above sea level.
‘We have passed no place on the way up that offered more shelter than this cliff-wall we are under now.’ ‘Shelter!’ muttered Sam. ‘If this is shelter, then one wall and no roof make a house.’
(on the slopes of Caradhras in JRR Tolkien's "The Lord of the Rings")
