I thought I was ready. The two majestic peaks proved otherwise.
The route wasn’t just long. It consisted of a series of ascents and descents. In my home, on my bed – the most comfortable place there is for me, sleeping like a baby – is not a common phenomenon. To say nothing of the wild, in a sleeping bag and on a thin mat over uneven ground.
They saw me lying with my eyes shut all the time, and thought how lucky I was to be able to sleep on end, but behind those eyes was an unrested mind, desperately trying to penetrate into a deeper layer of slumber. [Read more…]