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| John Bennett:
Lost Champ But, no, no one dies in vain. It’s better than from vodka or a flu…” ("Summit", V. Visotsky) By Elena Konstantinou
Bennett was different. It’s hard to say why. Perhaps it was
because of old complexes, or maybe it was really part of his
personality. John Bennett always seemed shy, as if he was
embarrassed of his achievements. Well, a man dives to 305 meters,
but what’s there to be so stuck up about? He was an attentive
interlocutor, had a brilliant sense of humor, was benevolent and
easy-going, and was always ready to help. He was so
strange. We met in my home. I had also invited Jim Bowden,
a former deep dive record holder. That’s when they finally met
each other. One of the divers in New York asked John: “So you’re
the world champion John Bennett?” “Never mind me,”- answered John. “This is Jim, he’s the real one.” ..for the whole story click here!
The Rooftop of the World By Hillary Short My flight landed in Katmandu on September 20th, 2001. I felt relieved to be getting away from the chaos caused on 9/11. The last nine days had been a waiting game, filled with mixed emotions of guilt and uncertainty. I wandered around aimlessly. As flights were slowly getting back into their schedules, fear and panic ruled the nation. I needed to trust I would still get there in time for the trek...for the whole story click here! The Story of the 1986 Sino-USA Upper Yangtze River Expedition By Ancil Nance "HANG ON," Ken roared, as the river smashed against the canyon wall and twisted into angry reversing curls and boils. Again we were hurled about like corks. I was tossed into an opening between the lashed rafts. I paused in this watery cradle long enough to see another wall of water slam over us, and then I scrambled back to my place next to Ken at the left oar, only to see him get flipped off the seat, like a rag on a stick, toward the front of the raft, almost going over the bow. He hung on and I grabbed him as he pulled the oar back. Another wave hit, and Ken was ready, feet braced. The oar caught a powerful current, but the other end was held in an unbreakable grasp. With a loud crack the oar became Tibetan firewood. I unlashed the spare and Ken fitted it to the oarlock, ready for yet another crash of furious water. Would it ever end? ...for the whole story of this epic adventure,
including
Ancil's
awesome photo coverage of the trip... click
here!
International Expedition's Triumph on the Treacherous Waters of Northern India's Chenab River (Kashmir Himalaya) By Andreas Wallach A thick cloud of dust rose from the ground as our helicopter set down in an open field just outside Atholi. A sharp wind quickly cleared the air after the landing. To our delight, many villagers of all ages greeted us enthusiastically. It was like traveling back into the past of Lewis and Clark, Livingston, or even Columbus. ...for the whole story click
here!
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