TOUCHING THE VOID

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Joe Simpson is the author of several bestselling books of which the firstTouching the Void won both the NCR award and the Boardman Tasker Award. His later books are This Game of Ghosts the sequel to Touching the Void Storms of Silence Dark Shadows Falling The Beckoning Silence and two novels The Water People and The Sound of Gravity.Touching the Void is the heartstopping account of Joe Simpsons terrifying adventure in the Peruvian Andes. He and his climbing partner Simon reached the summit of the remote Siula Grande in June 1995. A few days later Simon staggered into Base Camp exhausted and frostbitten with news that that Joe was dead. What happened to Joe and how the pair dealt with the psychological traumas that resulted when Simon was forced into the appalling decision to cut the rope makes not only an epic of survival but a compelling testament of friendship.A brilliant vivd gripping heartstopping account of their terrifying adventure... Superbly writtenOne of the absolute classics of mountaineering...a document of psychological even philosophical witness of the rarest compulsionOn every level it is an outstanding literary achievementA quite extraordinary and moving book...Touching the Void touches the Great Questions in an understated yet utterly compelling wayA truly astonishing account of suffering and fortitude...the narrative acquires an irresistible force carrying all before it1Beneath the Mountain LakesI was lying in my sleeping bag staring at the light filteringthrough the red and green fabric of the dome tent. Simon wassnoring loudly occasionally twitching in his dream world. Wecould have been anywhere. There is a peculiar anonymityabout being in tents. Once the zip is closed and the outsideworld barred from sight all sense of location disappears.Scotland the French Alps the Karakoram it was always thesame. The sounds of rustling of fabric flapping in the windor of rainfall the feel of hard lumps under the ground sheetthe smell of rancid socks and sweat these are universals ascomforting as the warmth of the down sleeping bag.Outside in a lightening sky the peaks would be catchingthe first of the morning sun with perhaps even a condorcresting the thermals above the tent. That wasnt too fancifuleither since I had seen one circling the camp the previousafternoon. We were in the middle of the CordilleraHuayhuash in the Peruvian Andes separated from thenearest village by twentyeight miles of rough walking andsurrounded by the most spectacular ring of ice mountains Ihad ever seen and the only indication of this from within ourtent was the regular roaring of avalanches falling off CerroSarapo.I felt a homely affection for the warm security of the tentand reluctantly wormed out of my bag to face the prospect oflighting the stove. It had snowed a little during the night andthe grass crunched frostily under my feet as I padded over tothe cooking rock. There was no sign of Richard stirring as Ipassed his tiny oneman tent half collapsed and w

Data Publikacji: 2008-10-02
Wymiary: 198 mm 129 mm 15 mm 183 gr