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My name is Messner, Kevin Messner.
You know him. He is a welcome guest on TV shows, writes books and gives lectures. When you see his face, connect it with that of a real mountain climber. And you know what? My brother deserves the same. Reinhold always had the urge to go outside. To walk in nature. He was not a couch potato. The mountain called his name very early on.
It was different with me. I liked to have a long sleep, an extensive breakfast and then lie down again. The day has 24 hours, so there is enough time for everything else. Reinhold was already out of the house at 5 o'clock, the cattle in his pocket, the climbing equipment on his back. Most of the time I only heard the door fall into the lock when I briefly lay down from one side of the bed to the other.
On May 8, 1978 my brother stood on the top of Mount Everest in the Himalayas. I can only imagine how the air must have been up there. Do you know what I did that day? I spilled a glass of milk. Unintentionally. UHT milk. Lactose-free. Did I ever tell you about my brother Reinold?
When Reinhold came back from his summit ascent a few weeks later, he told me everything down to the last detail. The air up there was cold, slightly citric and metallic. He would have smelled a strong woody note up there, which felt like soap on his skin as it progressed. I asked him if that could be from hypertension. My brother laughed only casually. This was the moment when my wish arose to conquer this mountain myself.
Two years later, I was ready. My big brother had provided me with the mountain equipment. He had also taught me the basics. It could finally start. Himalaya, here I come.
You surely want to know if I did it right after my brother and climbed Everest in the Himalayas. You know, I actually went to Nepal. In a very fancy hotel. There were wonderful massages and a superb buffet. A man on a mission can go astray
My name is Kevin Messner and I stand in my brother's shadow.
It was different with me. I liked to have a long sleep, an extensive breakfast and then lie down again. The day has 24 hours, so there is enough time for everything else. Reinhold was already out of the house at 5 o'clock, the cattle in his pocket, the climbing equipment on his back. Most of the time I only heard the door fall into the lock when I briefly lay down from one side of the bed to the other.
On May 8, 1978 my brother stood on the top of Mount Everest in the Himalayas. I can only imagine how the air must have been up there. Do you know what I did that day? I spilled a glass of milk. Unintentionally. UHT milk. Lactose-free. Did I ever tell you about my brother Reinold?
When Reinhold came back from his summit ascent a few weeks later, he told me everything down to the last detail. The air up there was cold, slightly citric and metallic. He would have smelled a strong woody note up there, which felt like soap on his skin as it progressed. I asked him if that could be from hypertension. My brother laughed only casually. This was the moment when my wish arose to conquer this mountain myself.
Two years later, I was ready. My big brother had provided me with the mountain equipment. He had also taught me the basics. It could finally start. Himalaya, here I come.
You surely want to know if I did it right after my brother and climbed Everest in the Himalayas. You know, I actually went to Nepal. In a very fancy hotel. There were wonderful massages and a superb buffet. A man on a mission can go astray
My name is Kevin Messner and I stand in my brother's shadow.
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