Royal Navy Jack Speak

I’ve often been asked why I go to the mountains and put myself through the tribulations and risk of injury that I described in my last blog.  It isn’t actually that easy to find an answer.  In my early years it was, to a fair degree, a mixture of bravado and a desire to prove myself.  However, beyond even that there was the ultimate awe of the environment. It is amazing how the size and majesty of the mountains can remove any delusions of self-importance and invincibility.  The mountain environment alternates between moments of incredible tranquility and unbelievable violence.  Having been avalanched twice while on expeditions yet lived to tell the tale, I have no illusions about the fragility of one’s existence when seeking to push the limits.