That poor guy.

I think about guys like him when I see a steep snow covered slope, a small but difficult basalt wall to climb up or down as a
short cut...I'm taking the long way around. I often will say to myself out loud..."Nope, not worth it".
I think about that guy who fell off the basalt cliff in Crab Creek about 6-7 years ago in the fog during late archery. Early 50's, very fit. There was another guy in the mid 90's who slipped an fell to his death in the Wallula gap too. As I often find myself in the same terrain those guys were, they are a reminder to me to be mindful, be aware when I'm getting tired and am more prone to making a bad decision that might end badly very quickly.