Going off of Claire’s post, what struck me most about this book was the need to place blame on someone. The blame game certainly has been here for other adventure narratives we have read, but in those it seemed more of authors (who were writing about their own experience on the mountain; they were actually there) not filtering their bias and the emotions from the adventure. Here, blaming someone seems like solely a push to make money, because within some odd, not especially beneficial aspect of human nature lies the urge to point fingers. It seems strange that Tabor, however, feels such a need to place blame when he wasn’t even involved and is writing completely retrospectively. When we blame other it is usually to take some of the guilt of fault off of ourselves, or to justify some act that we did or did not do. We saw this a fair amount in Touching the Void, and with good reason. Here it just makes the whole book seem like a hypothetical, we get a lot of… “we can assume he would most likely have done such and such due to such and such which most likely occurred.” This seems all the more risky seeing as the characters involved are dead. While writing this post I also found myself repeatedly typing, “in this novel” and then backspacing. A story based off of the incident I do in fact think would make a great novel. But, as we talked about in class, by writing “The Truth Behind One of Mountaineering’s Most Controversial and Mysterious Disasters” Tabor take on a much larger, in many ways impossible job that he cannot live up to. It’s like writing “The Truth Behind Dinosaurs” only from a non-scientific perspective, without analyzing fossils. All this being said, I am still glad we read this book because it gave me a new appreciation for the other Adventure Narratives we have read. When you go on a mountain expedition adventure, you do just that. I understand that you would always expect others to go to their full extent in terms of saving you, but if the rescue procedures were so secure then it would hardly be an adventure, at least in Sarah Jilling’s terms. Getting ethical, I think really this book gets to the point of what extent we can and should expect strangers to go for us, an important question, yet certainly one with no tangible answer.