by Deleted User » Wed Sep 08, 2010 8:59 pm
Its an enduring topic to be sure.
My take - using Cesare Maestri, Tony Egger and Cerro Torre as perhaps the best example:
or Hell, use Everest, Mallory and Irving,
My take is that the tales and legends associated with the Sport of Kings should reflect some of the madness of those who pursue it. A sport as crazy and as pointless as climbing deserves controversy, legend, dispute and mystery.
I really emphasize the mystery part. I counsel... don't be so quick to drive a wooden stake in the Mystery Vampire's heart, as you may discover you just killed the very thing you value most about climbing.
If you knew, I mean knew, you could climb anything, any time, anywhere... would climbing still hold an appeal to you? Or, may I suggest, are your personal mysteries (can I do it? WILL I do it?) perhaps THE most important aspect of the sport?
I think mystery, innuendo, and even outright lies - all have their places in the tales (and they are all tales, don't forget that) of the global tribes of climbers. These tales breathe life into a past we can never visit. Why do we need to be so quick to judge, to shatter mystery? Is the modern search for the One Truth worth killing Climbing's Past?
At the time and since then I have voiced the opinion that Mallory and Irving were best left in peace and their mystery should have been allowed to continue. I think our sport was better for having the doubt, then it is now.
I still can't bring myself to judge Maestri either, at least not in the manner of my peers and colleagues here in Cali.
I know I am not with the mainstream on this.... but I say don't be so quick to charge 'liar' or to snatch the 'title' (sheesh!) of First, on someone else. Let a little mystery endure... its good for the soul.
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