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Mountains give me knowledge

Author: Vladislava Mykoliuk, Ukraine
Teamleaders: Dmytro Sandul, Ihor Sluchyk
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The mountains give me the knowledge (not a feeling, not an assumption, not an autotraining, but a physically obtained fact) that I can do anything!

Successfully completed the program “School of mountaineering of the second degree”

In the snow and ice conditions of the Sharp Spits, they improved their work in teams while climbing rocks, climbing/descending on crampons in conditions of falling into an ice crack, and even worked out a helpless option - how to get out when there are zero points of support (cave failure), one crampon and a homemade “pedal” made of rope).

You may ask, why do I need mountains?

First of all.

They give me the knowledge (not a feeling, not an assumption, not auto-training, but a physically obtained fact) that I can do anything.

This “click” happens when you are already returning from a mountain, already walking to its foot, wrinkled, baked, with a stubborn nose, with your fingers chipped, and you turn your head back for a second, and it is right above you.

An ice and stone tsunami, frozen above you as if in a freeze frame.

A cruel ogre, indifferent to the rules of humanity.

Giant, harsh, furious, eternal, unscrupulous.

And now, it is YOURS.

Do you see its sharp end, which touches the place where the gods live?

So, you were standing there.

And when you come back to earth with this knowledge, you have no doubts about any doors, any projects, ideas, or goals.

After all, which of these is even a third worth the courage to step on the corner that connects heaven and earth?

Second.

During the training, we simulated falling into a crevasse, where a rope is thrown to you and you have to climb up from an ice mouth several tens of meters away.

Imagine that you were injured while flying into this abyss, you have 20+ kg of iron on you, oxygenation 55 out of 100, a temperature of 38.5 for a week, and you are breathing like a straw made of baby juice (like I was in Nepal).

You're already barely alive, but you need to concentrate and use your arm strength to climb up the rope.

It seems impossible, but when the choice is simple - whether to try it or to stay in the crack forever - the resource is activated out of nowhere.

So this crack reminds me of what we are going through together in Ukraine. It seems how we keep moving up the “rope” with all this?

But we do it because there is only option A

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