Addicted to Danger by Jim Wickwire
This guy’s kind of unlucky. I mean, he made it to the top of practically nothing and he watched a lot of people die. On the other hand, he’s kind of lucky. He didn’t die himself, despite some stupid choices like bivouacing near the summit of K2, and he has a wife and family who love him, despite some selfish choices like repeatedly missing birthdays and anniversarys so he could climb.
Addicted to Danger isn’t a bad read, but I felt bad reading it. I know people who’ve been less selfish and have gotten less. On the other hand, I know people who have been so devoted to their families and jobs that they haven’t realized themselves. Perhaps Jim Wickwire walked a fine line and walked it well.