I also understood the healing power of nature. It felt good to be outside, climbing at altitude across an environment that didn’t care about race, religion, colour or gender. Only humans showed bias, the mountains were impartial. There was no judgement. Whenever friends had opened up to me about the serious emotional problems they might have been having, I’d taken them climbing. The mountains were just about the best therapy a person could experience. Life felt so much simpler when you were connected to nature by a climbing rope and a set of crampons.
