So this one time, not at band camp, Chris Chan and I are walking down from the Whitney area and I'm a bit ahead of her and run into Fred taking a nap. We shoot the sh#t for a bit and I'm on my way... Chris is only a minute or two behind and at some point I wait for her. Only she's held up 'cause Fred, the old dog, is pretty much all about the ladies. I think it was like 10 minutes before he let her go.
We ran into another couple that had seen him hiking up that trail the previous day.
That, my friends, is dedication. Please tell me I'll have that kind of motivation at that age.
I've always thought that Chris had that same mojo.
Fantastic. Never met the guy, which is amazing since I've been all over the western US and Canadian mountains. Maybe we passed at some point, but I didn't know who he was. I've owned his Cascades guide books since back when they first came out, and his autobiography about Cascades climbing was like a bible for me as a young, teenaged climber, so I've known about the goat for virtually all of my 36 years of climbing.
I'm with Burch3y on this, too. The video is bittersweet. The guy can't have a lot of time left, but he sure knows how to keep swinging. It doesn't seem like he had a lot of fun on the hike or climb--just grimacing determination to get it done. Damn, aren't them Dolomites beautiful?
Burch3y, It is our mortality that gives life such unmeasurable value. If we all went on forever with the bodies of youth our times in the mountains would hold little value. Fred's lesson for us all is a good one, keep moving and enjoy the dance while the music lasts.
We bailed after the one route, since the temperature was falling like a stone; it snowed in Wolkenstein that same night, and Sella Pass, along with Groedner Pass were both closed until the snowplows cleared the roads. My pix for the climb are all posted on mountainproject.com.
P.S. I'm currently in Munich for my return flight first thing Monday morning. See you at CoR later in October!
Getting back to the original intent of the OP, I had several meetings with Fred; not on the rock, but in the Sink in Boulder back in the early 1960's. It was a real blast to hear Layton give Fred a ration of $hit, all the time with a big grin on his face. I recall Fred saying he had to return to Washington for a "business deal," but Layton reassured me there was some chick waiting for him!
Angela and I put together a trip to the mountains of Sichuan China with Phil Kirchlisky, a West Point mate and friend of Greg Crouch. It just so happens that we will be in the same place, at the same time as Senor Becky.......let the party begin!