Posted By: Mark Therriault
It was about seven weeks ago that I went to the Wedge for my first apline experience to train for Everest. My trip was filled with fear, as well as excitment. The day before we were about to attempt the summit, I had a sick feeling in my stomach, all of these thoughts of death, the fact that if I died on the Glacier on my first alpine climb, how everyone would laugh at the fact that I was going to attempt Everest. Continue reading





