Superb film and based on recommendations looks like I need to buy the DVD and the book.
I used to climb in my teens but, compared to these guys, at a very minor level. However, one event still remains vividly in my mind to this day..but I hasten to add pales into insignificance compared to what these guys went through. But as a very inexperienced teenager was scary enough to say the least.
My friend, Pete, was leading and we'd agreed to make the first belay point around the corner of a sharp vertical ridge. I was belayed off (ie tied to the mountain to protect myself and Pete (who was leading) from falling off should he slip). Pete started off around the corner and was soon out of sight. I kept on feeding the rope around the corner to him. After about 50 feet of rope had gone I expected him to shout back to me 'Up and belayed. Climb when you're ready'. I heard nothing. Another 50 feet of rope. Still no sound from Pete.
"Are you belayed yet, Pete?" I shouted out. No reply. Another 50 feet of rope and still no sound. I kept on shouting out in vain. Still no reply.
Finally the moment I had been dreading arrived and there was no more rope to feed out. There was, however, the steady tug on the rope in my hand. I was in a dilemma. Had Pete decided to keep on climbing up to a higher point before belaying himself off? Was he, at that moment, straining to reach a handhold...only to be pulled back by the tension in the rope? Should I untie myself from the belay point and start climbing myself to minimise the risk of him falling off as there was too much tension in the rope? But then, if he wasn't belayed off and 200ft away and either of us fell off then we would both fall off the side of the mountain. Ground is hard whether it is from 200 ft or 2000 ft. Chances are you'll still die.
Mentally I wayed up the odds, untied myself and started climbing. As I came around the vertical corner, there was Pete, *** in mouth, exactly where he said he'd be, safely belayed off, 150ft of spare rope hanging down the mountain.
"What kept you so long?" he asked. The wind had been taking our voices away from each other.