Space
Looking for a balance between interspace around you in your head. What is left of space?
How do I ensure that in my thinking world there is a room where it is pleasant to be?

Questions that arose during my climb of the highest mountain in Antarctica, Mount Vinson (4,895 meters – 16,000 feet -- high). Looking for a balance between being alone and being among people.

Together with my climbing friends Harry Lunter and Ron Fonville, I stood on top of the coldest mountain on earth on January 6, 2006. A summit in the series of seven, the seven highest mountains of seven continents on our earth.

Space seems (and is) infinite there. This is where you meet “the origin” and you think you understand it all. Everything in the world lies north of you. Here you discover, here is adventure squared. Nothing is regulated here, nothing lives here. Life becomes significant here. End of the quest, what are we doing here?

In Antarctica every step is uncertain, looking for balance you follow your instinct and searching and feeling, you move across a miles-thick ice pack.

Now really moving your boundaries. Now you feel to your fingertips that you are alive. Looking for balance, you get in balance.
You do what you want, following your dream.
Would it be good living in my own world, in my own thought-world, now that I know what space is?
“Being” on Antarctica has gained significance again. Life is a quest.

Hans Achterbosch