One of my favorite movies is THE RAZORS EDGE with Bill Murray.
Murray’s character (much like Murray) is seeking the meaning of life.
He goes to Tibet to a Buddhist monastery. The head monk has him do their cooking. Then he sends Murray up to a shack on top of a mountain with a bunch of books.
Murray eventually uses the books to make a fire and comes down from the mountain.
I love the view from the top of a mountain, but I’ll never find the meaning of life there.
By the way, my old friend Alex Lowe was buried in an avalanche in Tibet about sixteen years ago. They found his body this year.
The climbing magazines all talk about what a great guy Alex Lowe was.
Alex Lowe was a great guy before he ever set foot in Tibet.
I have met other top climbers last name Lowe, brothers that also make Lowe Alpine equipment.
So long ago it is like a past existence!
My son an active climber, recently sent me a scan from an old guide book. In it was a listing for a route my partner and I put up in 1981. We are listed for the first!
In an old, now out of print book!
My fifteen minutes of fame, came and went; I missed it!