There isn't anything more satisfying than putting one foot in front of another up a steep snow slope, setting your sights up high on the summit that looks deceptively so close and inching ever so closer to the goal than the step before, listening to your heart beat as you breathe in pristine and piercing cold air, feeling the tiredness in your limbs yet that agony of pain doesn't put a damper on the goal that is many a thousand feet high and many a yards away, feeling the numbness in your toes and fingers yet the relentless pursuit of the longing to stand on the summit brings warmth when the blood rushes back out to the extremities, and while all this instructs the intellect to keep pushing upward the unsaid rules between the like minded companions of keeping in mind and understanding in body that reaching the peak is only 50% of the job done linger - such is the beauty, agony, satisfaction and thrill of climbing! Some say it is masochistic, some say it is suicidal and other say it is meditative, but whatever the case the arguments may be, it is nothing short of satisfying and satisfaction comes through many a means and for the select few, it comes out of sharing the small snow dome with the climbing companions in whom you have placed your trust, faith and your life!
Feb 4, 2007 (Portland, OR)
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