Bergtop

We felt the lonely beauty of the evening, the immense roaring silence of the wind, the tenuousness of our tie to all below. There was a hint of fear, not for our lives, of a vast unknown which pressed in upon us. A fleeting feeling of dissapointment – that after all those dreams and questions this was only a mountain top – gave way to the suspicion that maybe there was something more, something beyond the three-dimensional form of the moment. If only it could be perceived.

Thomas F. Hornbein

Everest – The West Ridge