SO BEAUTIFUL, SO DANGEROUS
Out of respect for the Laird's infirmities we did not attempt the fearsome northern approach. I must admit I was relieved that we would not have to pick through the detritus of the Yamada expedition of 1998.
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If you recall, located near the Butress of Distress was the temporary ice bridge over the sulfurous lava chute - after the incident with the poorly placed snow-cache of oxygen tanks we can only thank Divine Providence for the asbestos inner tube the Laird spotted floating down the puddle of fire.
Yes, I ran into Yamada's widow at an English symposium on the rare sightless cave albatross. Fascinating stuff what. She confided deeply in me that Yamada had such a fear of high places that he insisted on sleeping sideways in bed for fear of tumbling off. He used high altitude mountain climbing to overcome this fear. Choosing the uncharted Northern Route was just like him. Sadly, he had no fear of large cats.
Quite. The vision of shreds of blue gortex in the tiger scat will always haunt me. But I like to think that Yamado, in a certain sense, lives on.
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