One Woman, Seven Summits
by Joseph Guinto
Google-map all you want, but nothing can prepare
you for the actual sight of the Lhotse Face. It rises - or
descends, depending on your perspective - on the south side of
Mount Everest, 20-something-thousand feet above sea level. At
roughly 100 feet wide and 3,700 feet long, it is the longest rock
face in the Himalayas. For much of the length, the incline is 50
degrees. • Math: Fifty degrees is 20 degrees steeper than the
staircase in your house. Fifty degrees is 19.5 degrees steeper than
the steepest street in San
Francisco (not crooked Lombard but Filbert between
Leavenworth and Hyde, in case you were wondering). Fifty degrees is
40 degrees short of 90 degrees, and 90 degrees equals falling off a
cliff. • Some Everest climbers climb down Everest by way of the
Lhotse Face, clinging to safety lines; others climb up the world's
tallest mountain this way, scaling what is usually a sheet of blue
ice so thick that even a well-swung pick sometimes won't penetrate.
Almost no one ever skis the Lhotse Face because (a) almost no one
has ever skied anywhere on
Mount Everest and (b) because you'd have
to be a totally outer-limits nutbar to want to ski down a
100-foot-wide, 3,700-foot-long sheet of blue ice that is 40 degrees
away from a scene in a Road Runner cartoon. Make one slip here,
catch one bad edge, and you will absolutely, positively be killed
dead.
All of which makes you really wonder about Kit DesLauriers. In
October 2006, DesLauriers, a 37-year-old from Jackson Hole,
Wyoming, skied the Lhotse Face after having spent almost three
weeks climbing to the summit of Everest. Having not been killed
dead in that effort, she had capped her personal and professional
quest begun in May 2004 to climb up and then ski down the highest
peak on each of our planet's seven continents. (She saved the
biggest, Mount Everest, for last.)
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