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Ann took this picture of me on our honeymoon in 1979. We
spent a week climbing in the Cirque of the Towers in the Wind River Range
in Wyoming. We had just come down from a climb and stopped
for lunch on a grassy bench overlooking Lonesome Lake Basin where we were
camped. The prominent peak in the distance is Pingora, with
the razor thin Wolf's Head Arete leading off to the left behind Pingora.
A day or two later we climbed Pingora. Before that
climb, I had an extremely strong premonition that something bad was going
to happen on the climb. There was no rational explanation
for this feeling, because I had already climbed Pingora once and found
it to be a wonderful climb on good rock. I'm not superstitious,
so I chose to ignore this warning and do the climb anyway. Not
a thing bad happened. I have always remembered this non-incident
as the perfect example of the unreliability of irrational premonitions.
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