> > Amen!, Harry. I actually once got to the top of Snowden with a Welsh > > friend. I doubt very much that I could now make Leith Hill with my bad > > ankle. I've also aged, so I now prefer level ground, though I still look > up > > at mountains and down into valleys, depending on my mood. > > Ed, > > Following the Clean Slate post, you are now ready for the ashcan of history > according to Darwin since all worthwhile thoughts are constructed by > adolescent physicists and team learning is an "impossible dream" in history. > And the 70 year old Serkin was no match for a high school pianist. Climb > the mountains that you can climb when you can climb them. There are four > Mountains and the young cannot climb the fourth before they are old and many > will never reach it as Serkin and Horowitz did. According to Darwin there > is only one and it is inhabited by Wolverines, Racists and other such devil > dogs. > > Ray >
Four mountains, you say? Mallory and Irvine got very close to the top of the second one, but then disappeared. Many of the young never make if off the first one. I still shudder when I think of how close I might have come to not doing that. I climbed up sheer cliffs with a friend who was built like a spider, whereas I'm built more like a duck. We were roped together, and if either of us had let go or fallen, it would have been a thousand feet straight down! Neither of us were experienced, just stupid. It's really quite incredible how far kids will go to prove they are not yet men. Best regards, Ed P.S.: The view from the fourth mountain is not bad, but it's a little scary.
