The Palisades. One of my favorite places on the planet.
I keep coming back to this place, it calls me.
There is something about the cocktail of fear and uncertainty that one encounters in a place like this that pushes the routine of my civilian life into the margins. Here I find clarity and focus. My life, and the life of my ace CRASH depend on it.
This place, and others like it possess a terrifying beauty and it does not care about me and my insecurities, my hang-ups, my demons. It can not be reasoned with for I have nothing it wants.
I know I'm no superman like others at the top of the alpine game and the Palisades are far from exotic.
I'll tell you what though, when I standing up there atop this pile of rock and ice, Alaska, Pakistan, Pategonia; they only seem far away and I feel like a true alpine hardman. That is until I have to come down.
But I'll be back.
