by Alex Staniforth
Books about Everest have become so commonplace that readers might wonder if there’s still anything new to say about the mountain. And, let’s face it, ‘inspirational’ is an over-used word these days – in fact, I tend to avoid it. But in the case of Alex Staniforth and his book Icefall, inspirational is the right word to use. This is one of the most remarkable books about Everest I have ever read, and it deserves its place in the corpus of work about the mountain.
Like most Everest books, it’s concerned with the central character’s story, and this is really what makes Icefall shine. Alex Staniforth faced significant adversity in his teenage years: depression, epileptic seizures, panic attacks, obsessive-compulsive behaviour, severe anxiety, and a confidence-destroying stutter. His fitness was poor and he lacked the drive or determination to do anything. But at some point, everything changed and he started to take an interest in wildlife and caring for the environment, which led to hillwalking and eventually mountaineering. After his first trip to the Lake District, he decided he wanted to climb Everest.
I know what you’re thinking – a teenager visits the Lake District and, with very little experience, decides he wants to climb the highest mountain on Earth. This must happen all the time, but the difference here is that this is no passing obsession. He commits to this goal completely. He channels all of his energy and resources into this one objective, using it as a focal point to overcome the challenges arrayed against him.
And this is the soul of the book. 99% of people could not possibly do what Alex Staniforth has done. 99% of people would give up when attempting to solo the Three Peaks Challenge at the age of sixteen, or after suffering the first training injury, or when it became too tempting to slacken the pace and focus on school and fun for a while. The struggle is relentless. Focusing on his goal helps him to control his depression and anxiety, and the training improves his fitness, but seeking sponsorship forces him to do something he dreads: public speaking. Despite his stammer, he finds that this is something he’s good at as well.
It’s refreshing to find an Everest book that’s about more than just the mountain and the summit. For Alex Staniforth, Everest becomes a metaphor for adventure in his own life. He does not set out to conquer a summit, but to overcome the challenges standing between him and success on his own terms – and he comes across as humble and generous as well as driven. This is a fine read (and well edited, I may add!) by someone who has already achieved much in a very short space of time, but there’s a definite sense that he has only just started telling his story.
Disclaimer: the author sent me a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.