First ascent. With Mick Fowler.
I looked over the edge of the cornice and saw the Descent Ridge snaking down to the Prominence. Surely we were going to survive this climb. Already I had begun to debate the value of it all. What is the point of mountaineering? It seemed to me in that moment that the nature of the goal did not matter. Are we driven to reach goals but can learn no lessons from them? There is no pot of gold, only the rainbow.
βI suppose itβs because we live in an achievement-oriented society,β I said to Mick. He looked at me as if I had just announced I was stark staring mad.
References
[1] https://publications.americanalpineclub.org/articles/12198802100/The-Golden-Pillar-Spantik