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I write another blog, for the Geege's business . Recently I did a post on The Wonderous Mt. Everest, not because I know a lot about it, but because there has been a lot happening there this climbing season. If you are not really into the great outdoors, I can understand that this fact will have slipped you by (and if you are, sorry for the repetition).
The whole, Climbing Mt Everest thing, has never been on my list. All that snow and wind and cold. Brrrr. I am developing frost bite just thinking about it. But it seems that there are many who do want to climb it. Increasingly more people each year are taking up the challenge. Despite the cold and the cost (upwards of $65 000), Base Camp is getting crowded. It beats me.
This year, the news from Everest sparked my interest on two occasions; one a 'high', the other a 'low' (sorry for the mountain pun).
Firstly, this American chap became the youngest person in history to climb it. At the tender age of 13, he and his Dad safely made the trip. I don't know how I feel about this. I mean, good on him and hooray that he made it. But WTF? Why do parents allow a 13 year old to climb Mt Everest? How does he get the idea and be permitted to do it? Obviously his parents are Mountaineering types. But 13? Thir-teen. Is it just me or is this a strange extra-curricular activity for a young lad?
And then this twenty-something motivational speaker British bloke perished on the mountain. Just three days later. He made it to the summit, but had nothing left in the tank (figuratively - I have no idea what state his oxygen tank was in) to make it back down. His friends/climbing companions had to leave him on the mountain. To die. Alone.
Now I have watched Touching the Void. I've thought about this ethical conundrum before. It must be very difficult to leave someone out there, knowing they won't be coming back, even if they are dying.
But you have to. It has to be every person for themselves in those extreme conditions. Evolution in motion. Survival of the fittest. I feel for the man's family and for his, probably traumatised climbing mates, but I know that if it were me, I'd have wanted to be left, so that the rest could survive.
What do you think? Do you think you could leave a man behind?
Do you reckon you have what it takes to climb Mt Everest? Mothering gives you the tenacity I think. But there is too much to lose.