The decision to camp at the base was a wise one, for that night a torrential downpour began. We huddled under a small tree and attempted to keep dry. Cliff had started to turn pale, and I knew something was wrong. He told me it was ok, and that he'd be fine, so I didn't think of turning around.
"Cliff, isn't there something you can do?" I asked.
"No, just, if you could make the bandage tighter." he moaned.
"Sure thing." I said, tightening his bandage.
"Thanks."
"Anytime."

We waited 2 days now, and the rain was everlasting. Finally, as it stopped, we packed up our gear and head out. The first day of traveling was hard. It was slippery and we came close to falling numerous times. As we travelled, we became more accustomed to the ground and were able to stay balanced with more ease. The path became wider, and it was much easier to walk. We were only a few hundred feet high, because it was not a very steep incline. After one more hour of walking, we finally stopped for a break.