Monday, December 9, 2013

Climbing Mountains

Monday, December 9, 2013

I’d always known that climbing mountains was a high-risk pursuit. I accepted that danger was an essential component of the game—without it, climbing would be little different from a hundred other trifling diversions. It was titillating to brush up against the enigma of mortality, to steal a glimpse across its forbidden frontier. Climbing was a magnificent activity, I firmly believed, not in spite of the inherent perils, but precisely because of them.

~ Jon Krakauer, Into Thin Air: A Personal Account of the Mount Everest Disaster, 1997

1 comments:

Loree said...

A perfect description of what climbing a mountain must feel like.

 
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