I can't believe that five years have passed since I planted my ice axe firmly on the summit of the highest peak in the Americas. It now seems a distant memory barely on the fringe of belief. I often wonder if I will ever return to those distant peaks or if I will even ever return to the truly big mountains again at all. It is not that the preponderance makes me sad or soulfully reflective only curious if my physical health and mental desire will continue to be strong enough to power me to these mammoth heights when and if the opportunity again arises. Below are a few additional posts on winter climbing and mountaineering that I am hopeful that you will find interesting and informative.