20. Into Thin Air – by John Krakauer
Secretly, I dreamed of ascending Everest myself one day; for more than a decade it remained a burning ambition. By the time I was in my early twenties climbing had become the focus of my existence to the exclusion of almost everything else. Achieving the summit of a mountain was tangible, immutable, concrete. The incumbent hazards lent the activity a seriousness of purpose that was sorely missing from the rest of my life. I thrilled in the fresh perspective that came from tipping the ordinary plane of existence on the end.There was loneliness, too, as the sun set, but only rarely now did doubts return. Then I felt sinkingly as if my whole life lay behind me. Once on the mountain I knew (or trusted) that this would give way to total absorption with the task at hand. But at times I wondered if I had not come a long way only to find that what I really sought was something I had left behind.
-Thomas F. Hornbeim (Everest: The West Ridge)
Krakauer recreates the great mystique of the mountain from
the words and quests of past adventurers who tried for a hundred years before
summiting Everest. Known as Chomolungma
(mother Goddess of the Universe) by the Sherpas –and later renamed Sagarmatha by the Nepalese officials –,
Everest became a natural next aim once the poles had been reached and the globe
circumnavigated. George Leigh Mallory’s attempt in 1924 ended in his disappearance.
Unlike many who were never found, Mallory’s body was found 75 years later by an
expedition sent out to find his remains. Whether or not he reached the top is
unknown. Until 2010 there have been 219 fatalities on the mountain, a rate of
less than 5 percent of attempts.
Krakauer storytelling is big on witness testimony from
Sherpas, clients and guides, and shields the reader from none of the raw macho
or emotion endured. He is the quintessential journalist despite the scathing
criticism he received from family members and readers of his September 1996 Outside article. His pain over his
mistaken observation of Andy Harris walking towards camp during the descent
from the summit and later assumption that Andy must have walked off the edge of
the Col show his vulnerable mind in the hold of high altitude stupor and caught
him undeserved flak. He is, in fact, his harshest critic saying “My actions –
or failure to act – played a direct role in the death of Andy Harris” outdoes
even the letter from an enraged lawyer from Florida who said of Jon: “I don’t
know how he can live with himself.”
As Jon fully explains in the book time and time again, and
should be obvious to anyone who has spent any time outdoors, climbing is a
dangerous proposition and the stakes don’t get much higher than on Everest. The
combined effects of bravado on the expedition leaders to take as many clients
to the top as possible with the sharp decline in mental and physical abilities
led to the events of May 10, 1996. Even Rob Hall, who is described as
methodical and exacting, falls behind his own schedule and allows climbers to
summit at 4:00pm. He had turned Andy Harris around 300 ft from the summit just
the year before when 2:00pm had arrived. We can never fully know why such bad
decisions were made but Krakauer gives perfectly logical motivations,
especially subconscious ones, for how they were made. In addition, he is in a
unique position to make these extrapolations based on his familiarity with the
characters, his mountaineering experience and thorough investigation following
criticism of his first article.
Even for a non-climber like me the anguish of climbing
Everest was vivid at each step. From the long layovers to acclimatize to the
thinning air (there is just half the oxygen content at base camp and one third
at the peak compared with air at sea level), the arduous terrain of the glacial
ice and the leaning office blocks that must be traversed, danger looms at every
step. The book was particularly insightful into the Sherpa superstitions and
bravery, the industry that has sprung up around Everest and the unknowns of
high altitude sickness.
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