“Is that THE Mountain?” asked Bilbo in a solemn voice, looking at it with round eyes. He had never seen a thing that looked so big before. “Of course not!” said Balin. “That is only the beginning of the Misty Mountains, and we have got to get through, or over, or under those somehow, before we can come into Wilderland beyond, And it is a deal of a way even from the other side of them to the Lonely Mountain in the East where Smaug lies on our treasure.” “O!” said Bilbo, and just at that moment he felt more tired than he ever remembered feeling before. He was thinking once again of his comfortable chair before the fire in his favorite sitting room in his hobbit-hole, and of the kettle singing. Not for the last time! Excerpt from “The Hobbit: Chapter III, A Short Rest
The beginning…" by ~JustinRaven
Bilbo must have thought about his hobbit-hope for at least 29184 in the book.














