Friday, June 2, 2017

Everest and Faith

Well, it's nearing the end of Everest climbing season quickly.  There's only a small window in the spring when the weather is nice enough to climb the great mountain.  Nice is actually a poor word of choice.  It's too...nice.  A better phrase would be...less awful.  That less awful weather allows climbers an opportunity to trudge to the top and hope the window doesn't close on them.

I've loved Everest and its mystique ever since the day I learned of it when I was much younger.  I watched every TV show and movie on it I could get my hands on.  I went onto reading Into thin Air and The Last Climb.  Both are excellent books.  I'm fascinated by Everest.  For a long time, I even wanted to climb it.  That's changed over the years though.  I truly think I could with enough training but it's so expensive to wage an ascent on it.  I've grown way too thrifty for that.  Plus I have a wife and she'd kill me if I died trying to climb Everest.  Getting to base camp, though, is still on my bucket list.

With us being in the age of the internet, I'm now able to live vicariously thru others.  Every year, I follow multiple climbing teams' dispatches from the mountain.  I love the near real-time updates.  In 2016, I followed the Russel Brice's Himex team and the USX team of American soldiers bringing awareness for soldiers with PTSD.  I followed Jeff Evans as he worked with the Life Flight helicopter that rescued climbers who were sick or injured on the mountain and saved many lives.  They all provided great storylines to follow over a month or two.

Another storyline that was always interesting to me was Erik


No comments:

Post a Comment