29/09/2022
It’s been 3 years since Peter was lost. A lot has happened since then. The world has gone through a global pandemic, millions of lives lost and thrown into disarray. Tragedy, both public and personal. Yet even that cataclysm seems to be slowly fading, if not into memory at least out of the immediate spotlight, as the virus apparently wanes and other existential concerns arise to replace it. Amidst everything that’s been happening, memories of Trishul seem a distant lifetime ago…
But the memories do linger. We remember the time spent together, weeks of shared camaraderie. Of both exhausting effort and peaceful silence. We remember. We always will.
"There have been joys too great to be described in words, and there have been griefs upon which I have not dared to dwell; and with these in mind I say: Climb if you will, but remember that courage and strength are naught without prudence, and that a momentary negligence may destroy the happiness of a lifetime. Do nothing in haste; look well to each step; and from the beginning think what may be the end."
― Edward Whymper