As I was reading Eiger Dreams, I had this strange feeling that this was my favorite Krakauer book so far, yet I couldn't quite figure out why. Then it dawned on me (and I apologize to those of you who haven't known how Into the Wild ends) that this is the only one of his books I've read that has a happy ending. What a treat! If Krakauer is seen as our modern-day Jack London, the current embodiment of Naturalism, it's refreshing to see man prevail in the age-old struggle of Man v. Nature - or at least, to see man survive temporarily.
In all honesty, I believe Krakauer touches on some fundamental human trait: the longing to discover something profound within ourselves in relation to Mother Earth. Of course, most of the time, this "relation" turns into a "mano-a-mano" battle. Eiger Dreams is filled with larger-than-life characters who throw themselves into impossible climbs and face extremely deadly mountains. The central question that runs through all these stories is why? What are we seeking, and why? Do we find it? What does it all mean? Along the way, we get a fascinating glimpse into the climbing culture and the crazy individuals who inhabit the world of serious outdoor sports.
The collection takes us on a global journey and includes numerous chapters on climbing and mountaineering, as well as a couple of related topics. He writes about the Eiger, the culture of extreme sport and risk-taking in Chamonix, France, has a chapter on Denali, and a fantastic, deceptively simple chapter called "A Bad Summer on K2" that delves right into the heart of climbing ethics. "Tentbound" is truly great. I laughed out loud while reading it. I bet you will too. And "Devil's Thumb" is just a classic, somehow expressing (without being overly forceful) the entire question that defines the book.
In many ways, the men and women in these pages stand in sharp contrast to most ordinary people. Listening to their constantly terrifying quests, my hands would sweat, my stomach would churn, and I would think, I could never, ever do this - but I sure wish I could. In this sense, Krakauer acts as a mediator. But just because most readers (presumably) don't choose to take on the Nordwand of the Eiger, we still understand the search for meaning. After all, who hasn't had some version of Krakauer's Devil's Thumb journey - that moment when we believed some external achievement would give meaning and purpose to our lives?
Collections can be a tricky thing. They can sometimes seem hastily put together, like an editor's money-making scheme. Certainly, there were a couple of stories here that didn't interest me as much as the others, but the stronger ones more than compensated. Overall, Eiger Dreams is an enjoyable adventure with the always-amusing, always-sincere, and always-thoughtful Jon Krakauer. It has a relatively low body count and gets to the heart of some existential theme that runs through all his writing.