I went over the Crows and Nundagao with my Friend Tom, some time after our Junior year in college. My most salient memory is that Tom prepared a hot sausage sandwich on the hood of my car, and the juice later ate through the paint. The trip over the three peaks was fairly short.
"As an adolescent I aspired to lasting fame, I craved factual certainty, and I thirsted for a meaningful vision of human life - so I became a scientist. This is like becoming an archbishop so you can meet girls."