The sun peeks over the horizon at dawn on Mount Kenya.
Andrew Towne is already four hours into his climb.
His leather construction boots and corduroy pants are a dead giveaway that he has minimal hiking experience and has never climbed a mountain.
He feels fine, but that’s about to change.
The sun sheds light on the mountain for the first time. Towne looks down and sees a 400-foot ice-packed slope.
If I fall, it’s going to be a long, fast ride down and I’m going to hit something hard. It could be a terrible death.
Towne freezes. His knees shake. His pulse skyrockets.
What’s he doing here?
After all, he’s scared of heights.