The fleeting hour of life of those who love the hills is quickly spent, but the hills are eternal. Always there will be the lonely ridge, the dancing beck, the silent forest; always there will be the exhilaration of the… — Alfred Wainwright Copy Share Image
An objective is an ambition, and life without ambition is ... well, aimless wandering. — Alfred Wainwright Copy Share Image
I went whenever I could, and always my eyes lifted to the hills. I was to find a spiritual and physical satisfaction in climbing… — Alfred Wainwright Copy Share Image
You were made to soar, to crash to earth, then to rise and soar again. — Alfred Wainwright Copy Share Image
“There's no such thing as bad weather, only unsuitable clothing.” — Alfred Wainwright Copy Share Image
The fleeting hour of life of those who love the hills is quickly spent, but the hills are eternal. Always there will be the… — Alfred Wainwright Copy Share Image
