There was a time when I dreamed of climbing Everest. Not any more.
Back then,
Climbers attempted to summit. Nobody expected to summit.
Expeditions were expeditions, not package deals.
Climbers respected the mountain and each other.
Climbers knew just being there and having the opportunity to try was a privilege and an adventure. They weren't out to get their money's worth.
None of the ascent routes looked like a freakin' freeway at rush hour.
Climbers were experienced, passionate mountaineers, not rich guys crossing a bullet point off their bragging list.
I still have respect for the guides that climb skillfully and conduct themselves professionally.
I have tremendous respect and admiration for the Sherpas, the real heros of the mountains.