Kevin, that description seems appropriate if we are talking about "climbers"
but I interpreted it as the "activity of climbing was noble"
which is a bit pretentious considering how selfish it is overall.
Maybe I misunderstood but was just looking for clarification.
Noble schmobel. And courage schmourage for that matter. After 56 years, I love climbing as much as the next guy, but nobility and courage (except when referring to those who perform rescues) hardly apply to what is, in the end, just a game we choose to play.
Don't get me wrong, the game seems important to the players. To us. Some have devoted their lives to it. But I see more nobility in someone who, say, gives up a passion for climbing and works two jobs so their kids can have a better life than in all our heros combined posing on all the hard-gained summits of the planet.
Quote But I see more nobility in someone who, say, gives up a passion for climbing and works two jobs so their kids can have a better life than in all our heros combined posing on all the hard-gained summits of the planet. Here
30 yr. climbing hiatus to do just that.
resumed climbing after becoming a grandfather.
Being climbers doesn't make us special, just a bit odd.
However wonderful the climbing game is to play; however fun and even transformative it can be, however great it can be to be part of the tribe; regardless of how awe inspiring some are at playing the game, it's just a game we play and doesn't make us anything special. What we do in life really starts to count when it counts for someone else. Just sayin...