Several authors and editors I hold in high regard counselled me against writing the book as hastily as I did. They firmly urged me to wait for two or three years and create some distance between myself and the expedition. This, they believed, would enable me to gain a crucial perspective. Their advice was undoubtedly sound, yet in the end, I chose to ignore it. Mostly because what had transpired on the mountain was eating away at my very being. I naively thought that penning the book might somehow expunge Everest from my life. Of course, it hasn't.
But this is precisely the way it reads. Jon Krakauer, a client of Rob Hall's Adventure Consultants Guided Expedition, leads us step by brutal step up that formidable mountain in the spring of 1996. And then back down again! Clearly, it is the account of a tormented man desperately attempting to make sense of it all by revealing every single detail. It is far from an easy task.
The Everest climb had shaken my life to its very core, and it became of utmost importance for me to record the events with complete precision. However, the staggering unreliability of the human mind at high altitude posed a significant problem for my research. To avoid relying overly on my own perceptions, I conducted in-depth interviews with most of the protagonists on multiple occasions. Whenever possible, I also cross-checked details with the radio logs maintained by those at base camp, where clear thinking wasn't in such short supply.
Chances are, I would not have picked up this book had it not been for my daughter's unbridled enthusiasm when discussing it with me one Saturday morning over coffee. When I left that day, "Into Thin Air" left with me. Without a doubt, it is the greatest adventure and survivor story I have ever read. How could it not be? The author's visceral honesty in depicting his own role in this tragedy took my breath away and lends an undeniable credibility to this account.
The plain truth is that I knew better, yet I went to Everest anyway. And in doing so, I was complicit in the death of good people, something that is likely to haunt my conscience for a very long time.
A book about a 1996 ascent to Mount Everest that ended in tragedy. The author himself participated in it and was a direct witness of what happened.
Since the highest peak of the earth was finally crowned in 1953, expeditions to repeat the feat did not stop until the route to follow upwards became a very busy path with a large number of successes but also deaths.
In the 1990s, seeing that the ascent route was quite controlled, companies appeared that offered professional guides to help mountain enthusiasts climb who otherwise would not have the possibility to do so.
The conditions to access this select group were economic. One had to pay a good sum and have an optimal physical condition to not be a burden for the guide and a danger for the others.
The author of this book, Jon Krakauer, a journalist and alpinist, was invited to the 1996 expedition by two of the companies that provided this service. His mission was to do a report on the growing commercial exploitation of Everest.
Queueing up during the ascent of Everest.
The guides and teams that made up the expeditions were full of experience in climbing eight-thousand-meter peaks, with the Everest several times. What could go wrong with this very professional group? Well, a mix of excessive confidence and the weather that can turn against them.
Krakauer wrote this book the same year, a few months after the tragedy that had already made headlines around the world. He needed to tell what had happened, his own ordeal and that of the others, with whom he had conversations to reconstruct what had occurred.
Not without controversy as he himself well explains and clarifies at the end. In the hell that the mountain became, the most important thing was the struggle for the survival of each one.
It is not exactly a novel, but it reads like one. Krakauer, after presenting the members of the expeditions with whom he came to have a very good relationship, tells the story as a great adventure with a great dose of suspense when the critical moment arrives. To fully immerse oneself in this suspense, it is better not to read the beginning of the book because the author tells the end of the adventure in the first pages.
It must be taken into account that what happened in this fatal trip was very well known at the time and did not surprise anyone.
When reading it so many years later without knowing what happened, it becomes an adventure novel with a suspense that surprises due to certain twists of events.