This was my second attempt on this peak β in 2015, my partner David Lama and I turned around without a summit. On our second
link attempt, we were late in the season. The temperatures had dropped and the anemic ice, rotted out by the intense sun and
link refrozen daily had a menacing and foreboding quality β the sort of atmosphere that inspires the recycler to come and have a conversation. Rather than a fusillade of falling rock, this time the conversation came in the form of a tap on my
link left sternum.