Andes assault

THE next time you are with a friend, in the pub, the park, the playground or the pew, ask yourself how much you trust them.

Okay, so they are the keepers of your loves and lies, whinings and confidings, but what if you were linked by a rope?

What if you had a broken leg and were dangling in space from the side of a remote Andean mountain in sub-zero temperatures, thousands of feet up, lost in swirling snowstorms, the only thing preventing you from plummeting into the blackness below this single rope attached to the friend above.