These past weeks have been the worst. The mountains as one of the men said "were as steep as the roofs of our houses back home." We could not even climb them on horses. We had to leave our supplies on the horses and climb the mountain on foot. Sometimes there were logs covering the trail we headed up. We used our saws and cut a path for the horses. Each mountain we reached we were forced to take a break form the pure exhaustion. We lost two horses climbing when their hooves slipped and they fell to their death. The mountains seem endless and everyone we climb there is another one waiting for us.
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