Climbing Mauna Kea



Peggy Wall, whom I first met when I was an AFS student in Ohio in 1962-63, has encouraged me and helped me on many of my US highpointing expeditions. For Christmas 2013, she not only sent me a card with a picture of Mauna Kea on it, but also enclosed a fruit-and-nut bar for me to eat on the mountain. It was nutty in more ways than one: it was produced by the Unemployed Philosophers Guild and contained jokes (such as ‘A priest, a rabbi, and a penguin walk into a bar … and the bartender says, I know, I know – if your flock calls, you’re not here.’). I duly obeyed Peggy: I carried the bar to the top of the mountain and really enjoyed eating it.