It has taken me a long time to get through this book, but not for a lack of quality content. Rather it's the opposite, each story is so packed with experiences and sometimes almost poetic reflections, that I have always had to pause after each and really take it in. As I found this book in my book case again after a year or so since reading it last, I will have to reread the earlier chapters to take in the whole before making my full judgements. But as my memory serves me I have truly loved this book. The raw openness about the ever changing relationship to climbing and life. I do truly wish there was more of a conclusion to the themes brought up in the last chapter, or maybe more debating, but as I find myself in my late twenties, a lot of life is not so definitive. Life is more like a long series of open ended questions with no clear answers and all we can do is try to navigate them as best we can. As such, I love Steph's many open questions and themes she touches on in her short stories. No definitive answers, but reflections and feelings leading to her climbing achievements and journeys. I guess we could ask for more, and maybe especially more on the themes of love since it is in the title. But most of the time, life does not give all the answers.
Something I was truly surpised by, was how relatable many of Steph's perspectives were to me (a humble lower grade sport climber, that has only dabbled in trad and multipitch climbs). To me Steph is a legend, but she portrays herself exactly the way it is, including fears, doubts and the feeling of never catching up with the experienced climbers surrounding you. I truly hope she has taken some pride in her astonishing achievements since this book has been published, because to me and many other she is the one we look up to.
It's obvious to me why I love this book, as I feel I can go on and on about the themes brought up. I will limit myself at just one more rambling. The strange contradiciton of extreme selfishness and utter selflesness that is involved in climbing. Most of the time, to do a big project, a climber needs help from so many people. Food and water must be organized. A belayer is needed. Ropes and bags hauled. And climbers as a community I have always found to be so giving. Always helpful and excited for a day out. On the other hand, there is a lot of goal setting, and obsessing over personal routes or projects. You need to have the integrity to have your own goals and accept that sometimes they do not align with partners or friends. Steph for example can't rely solely on her partner or friends to help her with certain big projects, and seems reluctant to even raise the question sometimes. The balance here is so complicated I think and I relate to Steph as she seems to sadly have the female trait of not wanting to bother people too much. At the same time these projects are big asks, and you got to respect people's time and energy. Relationships in climbing can because of this feel hard as well, especially if you are not at the same level as your partner or friend. Who's preference is the deciding factor when planning a trip? How much is too much compromise? Is it rude to go off on your own projects for long stretches of time leaving your partner behind? Who should follow who in that case?
If you are looking for answers, I would say this is the wrong book. But if you are looking for more great questions about life and climbing, that will leave you reflecting on your own relationship with climbing and life, then this is the perfect book.