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Introduction:
In 1994 I was studying for a graduate degree in literature at Colorado State University. My driving passion was climbing, and I was far more interested in glaciers and walls than literary theory. Although mountaineering literature was not in the curriculum, my advisors approved it for my thesis if the project included a comprehensive bibliography of works, and synopses of them, that I considered pivotal to the genre. For a year I pillaged the mountaineering sections of used bookstores in Boulder, fanatically devouring stacks of climbing books. My bibliography started with Danteand#8217;s Inferno and ended at Climbing Magazine, and of course it included Arlene Blumand#8217;s Annapurna.
A steady diet of expedition accounts left me with an overriding impression that shaped my masterand#8217;s thesis and every climbing story Iand#8217;ve written myself. Inevitably, the climber writing an expedition account also created the enduring history of his team membersand#8217; actions and motivationsand#151;and in a remarkable number of expedition accounts, everyone else on the team was difficult, less competent or at least slightly less heroic. My thesis was called and#147;The Reality of Experience in Mountaineering Literature,and#8221; and the premise was that one should not presume to tell someone elseand#8217;s story or make assumptions about their motivations, and that there are many different truths. Even with a team of two, each climber will have a unique experience on a climb, both internal and external. As a result, it can be a delicate and thorny task for a climber to tell her own story when the story also involves others, especially when the experience is complex, emotionally charged and worth the telling.
Arleneand#8217;s writing is so intelligent and fresh that the story of the climb itselfand#151;building the team, fundraising, travel, managing porters, choosing the line, setting camps, climbing the mountainand#151;sweeps you along as though you were part of the adventure. Although she sets the stage to include the moments of bias encountered by a womenand#8217;s team going for a major 8000 meter peak in 1978, Arlene clearly views herself and her group as climbers above all. At times itand#8217;s easy to forget the dramatically different social landscape surrounding them.
But what sets Annapurna apart are Arleneand#8217;s internal challenges as expedition leader and chronicler, offered up honestly and without aggrandizement. She writes candidly about the difficulties of making decisions and handling leadership, complete with missteps and doubts. Both during and after the climb, she analyzes the inevitable conflicts, ponders her own reactions and considers othersand#8217; perspectives. Coming back to Annapurna twenty years after the first read, I can see how Arlene became a role model for me at that formative phase in my life as a budding author and climber.
Annapurna: A Womanand#8217;s Place, is an enduring book because it resonates on multiple levels. The team made an impressive climb, in conditions which were marginal at best and which never allowed clean decision making for anyone on the mountain. Arleneand#8217;s introspective and expansive account of their ascent offers not just a tale of adventure but also a reflection on leadership, responsibility, self awareness and personal strength.