No photo of Arnold up there. Just about some ten species of snakes preserved in jars that lived in the area. They had a replica of the Volcano, and if I had seen this replica before the climb, I probably wouldn't have done it. You could vividly see in the top part of the Volcano a very steep incline, almost vertical. I traced our path from the base, and kept saying to myself, "NO WONDER". It was as I say, pure torture the last mile or so. I was pacing in what seemed like INCHES. Made me feel like a very old man. I didn't climb just to see trees. I just wanted the adventure and challenge. Something to come back to work to and ask somebody; "What did you do on your weekend"?