No regrets, but 2012 has been the hardest period of my life.

Our team of six climbers and eighteen crew are in the Everest region attempting three technical summits, each over 6,000m. In immediate succession. And some glaciers. What could possibly go wrong?

Things go a bit pear shaped on our second peak, up high on an icy piece of remote remote wilderness.


And so I’m home again. Enjoying life, loving Melbourne, yet I’ve been unable to write. I have a document of false starts and half written pieces.