The shadows were lengthening now. I could see the sun slowly creeping down behind a mountain. In a few minutes the whole valley would be in shade. I shivered and looked round nervously, trying not to think of the prospect of spending a night on this desolate mountain. As I turned to look behind me a sharp pain shot up through my leg like an electric shock. I winced. I knew there was no way I could go anywhere. Even if my leg was fine, which it obviously wasn't, it would be dark soon. It would be better to stay where I am and wait to be rescued. How long had I been here already? It felt like hours.
For what must have been the hundredth time I went over what had happened in my head. The horror when I realised I was on my own. Then falling while trying to run along the path.
Deep and superficial layers of posterior leg muscl...
Muscles of the gluteal and posterior femoral regio...
The Moon is the most common major object viewed in...And now I was here stranded and alone. The sun had now disappeared completely and I was already shivering from the cold. Being careful not to move my injured leg I dragged myself towards a large boulder nearby. At least once I was behind that I would be sheltered from the wind. This simple task took me the best part of ten minutes. Once I had done this I set about rummaging in my bag to try and find something warm to put on. I only had a few things none of which would defend me against the conditions I would have to face during the night.
The landscape around me looked like a desert. The ground was sandy and the only vegetation was the odd bush hanging on to life. There were no trees at all. The only other things were boulders...