A quick read of this book might just convince you that as a mountaineer, Kokochka, despite his funny name, was a Superman.
After his death, it became very easy to trumpet that Kokochka was a doomed character. In fact, he certainly was because of h ...
A quick read of this book might just convince you that as a mountaineer, Kokochka, despite his funny name, was a Superman.
After his death, it became very easy to trumpet that Kokochka was a doomed character. In fact, he certainly was because of his aggressive style and his personal addiction to problems, and his unquenchable thirst for novelty. Climbing for him was not just about enjoying the mountain as a natural wonder, but about solving a problem, overcoming an insurmountable obstacle, and blazing a new, untried, and unknown path. This was where the fun, the thrill, and the deep satisfaction of climbing was for him—the ultimate triumph of his mind and body over snow, ice, rock, wind, and deep, bitter cold.
So let's not call him the "god" of climbing. While the gods are immortal, a hero is a mere mortal who overcomes extraordinary hardships as he moves towards his inevitable destiny predetermined by the Fates. Kokochka was, without a doubt, a tragic figure as great as the heroes of ancient Greece.
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