We stood in the lobby of the mountaineering club watching the burly adventurers stride through with their crampons and trekking poles. “White-out conditions and 70 mph winds before you reach the John Muir Base Camp at 10,000 ft,” we overheard from the guide behind the desk. “We don’t recommend going up the mountain unless you haveContinue reading “The Summit, the Climb, or the Release?”
They say the Appalachian Mountains are the oldest in the world. They say they were once larger than the Alps and the Rockies. They say they hold the wisdom of ages. That all you have to do is listen. I sat, and I listened, and I understood.