a dream

I was in the desert with an old man, and we where climbing a mountian of sand. It is possible that there was another with us I get the impression there may have been, if so it was a young lady. There where obvious foot and hand holds that stuck out, curved ridges that could be easily grasped. As I climbed I started to climb faster, but it seemed as if no end was in sight, and the climb was almost straight up. Stopping for a minute I realized it would be a long way down, then I realized that I had no time to stop because the sand would not hold if I stood still, and I would fall.