"That Of Which We Never Tire..."

"He does not climb only for himself, he throws open the gates of his mountains as a gardener opens the gates of his garden. The heights are a splendid setting for his work, and the climbing gives him a pleasure of which he never tires. But above all, he is repaid by the pleasure of the person he guides. He knows that such-and-such a climb is particularly beautiful, and that this ridge is delicate as lace. He says nothing of all this but his reward is in his companion's smile of discovery...".  G. Rebuffat