“DO YOU THINK WE HAVE to climb all the way to the top?” Dave asked Carrie as they disembarked the sea creature and waded through the shallows.
Close up, the hill was taller than it had appeared out at sea. Carrie estimated it was about 200 metres above sea level. No wonder it dominated the landscape. “Stop complaining. It’ll give you some much-needed exercise.” She always despaired at how hopelessly out of shape Dave was. He could get away with it now while he was young, but when he was older he would pay the price.
“I don’t mind a bit of a stroll,” he said, “but that’ll be like climbing Everest.”
Carrie rolled her eyes.
A dandrobian who had overheard their conversation wrapped a friendly arm around Dave’s shoulders, making him stagger. “Don’t worry, darling. We don’t have to climb up.
