They Will Never Be the Same.
Who will you be when you come down the mountain?
Jim, his son Adam, and Patrick, who hails from where I recently moved in Colorado, are packing up the duffles. Downstairs here at the Stella Maris Hotel, it’s ground zero. The countdown to climb Kili is over. Their group, led in part by Caspar, as fine a local guide as exists on this mountain (and with whom I have hiked, so I know)…