Most boys grow out of their fascination with mountains and the great outdoors. Those that do not usually end up on the side of a mountain asking themselves a single question: what the hell am I doing here? But, as the saying goes, the best alpinists have the worst memories and so they venture once again into the ether.
My fascination with mountains and exploration was piqued as a child when I visited the Glen Coe region in the Highlands of Scotland and eyed the gullies of Ben Nevis, Britain’s highest mountain. This fascination has only grown over the years.
My bookcases continue to expand with mountaineering books, from thrilling first-person accounts of difficult first ascents to thick biographies of the world’s greatest climbers.
For my birthday this year, I received two identical cards that looked like this even though bought independently and my presents included an exclusive screening of the new Everest film, Sherpa, and a book about great maps.