Mountaineering In the Spring

I have never climbed a mountain or have I wanted to climb one, to be perfectly honest. I have watched others climb I watched ten men climb a mountain named K2, strange name it seemed to me -K2. One of these climbers died, It was on TV –Discovery Channel. I sit in my recliner with my remote control, eating chips and drinking a Diet Coke and watching this man die. They had a phone! They called his wife in Oregon, she begged him to get up get moving and come back to her. She cried, he cried, then he told her he loved her but he could not go on. So he lay there, out of air and died, his dream was to climb this mountain. His body is still there frozen, frozen as I as I watched him die -on TV. I turned off my TV -It is still off, I go for walks in the park and watch birds. I think about this mountaineer, him laying a few feet from his dream on the summit of K2, how his passion complete consumed him. how he died -how he lived and I think this mountaineer was a very, very lucky man. Today is a nice warm day not too much wind, I hear a Lark -on wing.