He doesn't know it yet, but when he retires - whenever that may be - I have plans for us.
Well, A plan. Singular.
We're going to climb "Everest".
For long time readers - BECKY! - you might remember my OCD-ish fascination with the mountain. The acclimation, the climbs, the descents, the deaths, the heroic stories. Just the logistics.
If you read enough books on the subject (like I have), they sometimes make it sound like almost anyone can summit. And with the right Sherpa and cash, one possibly can. There was the wife of the head of AOL who made it and had the Sherpa carry her cappuccino machine along the way. And yes, the Sherpa carried her up to the summit. There might be hope for me yet.
Let's be realistic. I'm out just due to the questionable bathroom facilities at 19,000 feet and above.
For those unaware, 29,029 is the footage for Mt Everest.
But 29029 Everesting is a group that climbs other mountains, with the routes (not height) being 29,029 feet.
And instead of the few months of acclimation-summit-descent, hypoxia and sub-adequate toilets, with 29029, you only have 36 hours to complete your climb.
Even *I* think I can do that.
Naturally, I say that glibly. I don't even own a pair of walking poles or a sleeping blanket. Red Roof is "roughing it" for me. Still, it sounds fun.
No doubt there is a bunch of training to be had, and of the eight climbs (different mountains) all of 2025 sold out. Even if 710 retired today, we wouldn't be ready for 2026.
Honestly, wouldn't we want to do 29029 in 2029? Of course, I'll be too old and decrepit by that time. But it's just such a cool logo.
I suppose it's easier and cheaper just to go their apparel shop and buy a shirt.
2 comments:
Make my T shirt blue.
If you do that, you are officially crazier than I am.
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