Captain's Log Day 43

We've made it to the summit, too bad we totally forgot the flag. We had to leave a bed sheet (of questionable cleanliness) attached to peg arm pete's arm to mark our journey. Half the crew has died and we are completely out of food. I was expecting to have some of the crew die, but to die from overeating is just rude. Luckily my stash of fruit snacks hasn't be found yet. I fear that when it does, it will cause a mutiny, or I'll have to share the blue ones. The steady wind should keep us sailing swiflty down the mountain and we should be back to port in five... we're back to port.