On Getting Buried

Is it the steepest, strongest, sickest line that tempts us? Is it the feeling of living, that heart-pounding step by step, breath by breath ascent pumping endorphins and inciting exhuberence? Is it ignorance, innocence of youth, or maybe the search of perpetual youth? Whatever it is, something in the allure of the mountains, powder, and exhileration leads us toward risk and exposure to bad outcomes we might not otherwise accept.