Last night, After the pone call I couldn't get to sleep till about 4am.... then slept in. Last night I caught this documentary about Everest, it covered the Morality of that climb. Let me just cover, I'll never do Everest. I once said, I'll do Everest when there is an elevator. Personally this would be a great tourist boom for Nepal. A quick Tram ride to the top, or something. Stop all the fools from dying on this climb.
Alright Back to the Morality of that climb, The basic thesis of the story was that people who clime it are assholes. They don't stop to help anyone, except people on their team, and even then they are only about 50/50. Apparently according to some, you should instead of taking care of yourself, keep in mind survival ratio is like 1 in 10 die on summit attempts. Also, there is no benefit to climbing to anyone but yourself. It serves no greater purpose, besides your own personal sense of accomplishment. Also keep in mind that people are suffering oxygen deprivation. Seems like to me it would be no mystery why "no one helps suffering climbers on Everest."
Everest takes years of planning, there are permits, you have to get fit enough to do it. Once you get there you only have a 3 or 4 week window. After taking 2 months off of your job, you then go to Nepal, spend a week getting there. Then about a month setting up the 4 camps to help you acclimatise yourself to the altitude. You get to camp 4 and the weather is good to do a summit attempt, Suddenly "Rick Rockwell" New York Financier, who paid a guide to get him to the summit, has been abandoned by his guide, so that the guide can do his 4th summit attempt. The guide forgets to tell him to turn back when he is coming back down from the summit, or he ignores it. But for some reason, you are supposed to abandon your summit attempt to go out pull him into your tent and watch him die for the next 4 days. It's only a narcissistic asshole who would expect someone to come and rescue him/her, only to look around and realize that everyone else is a narcissist around them, and it just ain't happening.
Got on the bike again today, 20 miles... I'm going to have to ease up a bit and not push harder for a good week. Riding a bike is hard. Well, I have no more beer and time to get to sleep.
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
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