By far the most common question we get is why we do the things we do. Unfortunately, there is seldom a satisfactory answer.
We can hide behind saying what motivates us to climb is no different from what motivates a golfer to play golf. We just like the sport. Simply enjoy being in the mountains, battling to survive the elements; losing more than the odd pound of flesh to starvation, chucking up yet another portion of freeze dried, happily asking for seconds; pushing on towards the summit with blood in our mouths, eyes frozen shut and blisters the size of Texas. Knowing that we can. But nobody buys that answer. Probably because we don’t play golf.
Instead, people expect a much more noble reason; that we climb for a higher cause. But frankly, they’re wrong. We don't. As mountaineers, we’re conquistadors of the worthless. There is no altruistic purpose in scaling big alpine walls. Alpinism is not about eloquence. It is not reason. It is a calling, and pure egoism.
The real answer is that while some people are content to dream their lives away, we choose to live in the here and now. Fulfilling our dreams with the means available to us, instead of waiting for opportunities that might never arise.
In October 2005 we asked the question: how hard can it be to drive to Tibet and ski down Mt. Everest? Seven months later, we knew the answer: “not especially.“
Our adventures haven't ended with the completion of the Se7en Summits project. There are still other challenges out there. Other things worth doing. Other things we’ll do. Why not sail around the world? Kayak to Madagascar? Write a book? Or drive the Paris-Dakar rally? Why? Because we can. Because it’s fun. Because that’s the kind of guys we are.
So what do you plan to do today?