sure, sure. everybody makes it up prospect mountain one the first try. after hearing that i had scoffed at the idea of such a smoker making it up the trail, the charming and delightful ms. westra bounded up on a recent visit.
while heaving and pulling ourselves upward, we ran into several thousand people coming down the other way and giving us hope: "not too much longer now" and "only about twenty minutes more," but when we made our return trip down, now looking to give the same encouragement, we could find no one to give that hope to. jerks.