Note: The following is a memorial I wrote for the American Alpine Journal in memory of John Evans, a climber, hero, mentor, and good friend. You can find the original in the AAJ here. “You should come have dinner with my brother, John. He’s done some climbing,” Rick Evans said in a meeting one day. […]

The 1924 Camp II was the last of the pre-World War II camps on Mount Everest I had yet to find and visit. After some legwork, Sid Pattison and I were able to locate it.

In Mountains of the Mind, Robert Macfarlane writes: “Ultimately and most importantly, mountains quicken our sense of wonder. The true blessing of mountains is not that they provide a challenge or a contest, something to be overcome and dominated (although this is how many people have approached them). It is that they offer something gentler […]

As the dust settles on another Everest season, and our team makes its way across the Tibetan Plateau, I'm haunted both by what I saw on the mountain and by what I'm reading and hearing in the press. Sadly, none of it is new per se; it's feelings and sight and sounds and reactions I've […]