Read Keeper Of The Mountains Online
Authors: Bernadette McDonald
Tags: #BIOGRAPHY & AUTOBIOGRAPHY / Adventurers & Explorers, #SPORTS & RECREATION / Mountaineering, #TRAVEL / Asia / Central
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Chapter 3 Educating Miss Hawley
Chapter 10 A Break with the Past
Chapter 13 Many Claims, Many Ambitions
Chapter 15 Chronicler or Historian?
Chapter 16 Changing Objectives
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I
am grateful to the people who assisted me in this writing adventure. To Helen Cherullo of The Mountaineers Books, I offer thanks for inviting me to do this project and for her ongoing support and encouragement; and to Don Gorman of Rocky Mountain Books, thank you for this new paperback edition with its lovely new title. In the beginning, I would not have been able to accept Helen's invitation if The Banff Centre had not granted me a six-month leave, during which time I researched and wrote parts of the manuscript â thank you to Banff Centre PresiÂdent Mary Hofstetter for allowing me that flexibility. Thanks also go to the Mountain Culture dream team for their unwavering support.
Richard Salisbury provided me with important cooperation and insights, even in the midst of his own Elizabeth Hawley project. Paula Rondina helped me with valuable research. Woody MacPhail ensured that the audiotapes I recorded in Kathmandu were of the highest quality and Yvonne Dixon kindly lent me her recording equipment. Fran Hunziker gave me the use of her backyard cabin in Cape Town, South Africa, as well as German shepherds Max and Murphy to protect me. Catherine Destivelle provided a writing space with the most inspiring view in Provence. At the beginning of the project, Charlie Houston wrote a letter to Elizabeth Hawley promising her that I wasn't an ogre, and Sir Edmund and Lady Hillary assured me (and Elizabeth) that this was a good idea. Broughton Coburn lent me books and was always interested and encouraging. Meg and Michael Leonard entrusted me with a priceless box of letters and photographs that opened the door to Elizabeth's early life. Maria Coffey lent me her interview tape from a previous book project and was supportive, as was Lisa Choegyal, who sent many helpful emails and images. Thank you to Ang Rita for delivering faxes to Elizabeth when I couldn't get through to her directly. Special gratitude also goes to the people who generously read through early versions of the manuscript and advised me â Geoff Powter, John Porter and Leslie Taylor â and to Anne Ryall for her meticulous fact checking. Also, a huge thank you goes out to Bob A. Schelfhout Aubertijn for his marathon fact-checking effort on this new edition of the book.
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dditionally, I want to thank all those who wracked their memoÂries for Liz Hawley stories to share. Although not all are mentioned in this book, their interviews helped inform the effort. Sincere thanks to: Sir Edmund Hillary, Lady Hillary, Sir Chris Bonington, Reinhold Messner, George Band, Tomaž Humar, Ed Viesturs, Jean-Christophe Lafaille, Doug Scott, David Breashears, Audrey Salkeld, Tom Hornbein, Tashi Tenzing, Charles Houston, Robin Houston, Arlene Blum, Kurt Diemberger, Rebecca Stephens, Voytek Kurtyka, Greg Child, John Porter, Silvo Karo, Marija and Andrej Å tremfelj, Junko Tabei, Conrad Anker, Frances Klatzel, Ken Wilson, Carlos Buhler, Christian Beckwith, Geoff Powter, Bernard Newman, John Roskelley, Richard Salisbury, Harish Kapadia, Reudi Eisland, Tamotsu Ohnishi, Erhard Loretan, Stephen Venables, Ed Webster, Catherine Destivelle, Dave Hahn, Eric Simonson, Lisa Choegyal, Leo Dickinson, David Schlim, Ed Douglas, Bill Crouse, Broughton Coburn, Mary Lowe, George Lowe, Russell Brice, Lindsay Griffin, Heather Macdonald, Sharon Wood, Michael Brown, Meg Leonard, Michael Leonard, Alex Lwow, Elaine King, Lee Kneerim, Will Kneerim, Eleanor Schwartz, Bernadette Vasseux, Kunda Dixit, Ang Rita, Lydia Bradey, Jean-Michel Asselin, Dr. Bekha Bahadur Thapa, Gopal Sharma and Bahadur Garung.
Those who generously provided photographs include Heather Macdonald, Meg and Michael Leonard, Elizabeth Hawley, Lisa Choegyal, Colin Monteath, Alex Lwow, Ed Webster, Tomaž Humar and Jimmy Chin.
Elizabeth's life in Nepal is fundamentally tied to the mountaineering achievements of the past 40 years, and so the efforts of countless climbers play a major role in her story. Many climbs and climbers of great significance are not included, however, because the selection of stories for this book was driven by a connection to Elizabeth, rather than their place in mountaineering history. I sincerely thank all the climbers whose stories have so enriched this book.
My deep appreciation goes to Christine Hosler of The Mountaineers Books for her patience as she guided me through the process; to my editor, Helen Whybrow, for the enlightening â and surprisingly enjoyable â experience of working on this manuscript; and to Brenda Pittsley for her meticulous copy editing. Thank you to Sir Edmund for writing the foreword with such enthusiasm, as well as to my husband,
Alan, for tolerating and encouraging me as I lived, ate and breathed Elizabeth Hawley stories for 18 months.
Finally, thank you to Elizabeth Hawley, for putting aside her skepticism about the project and for cooperating with me in such a wholehearted and enthusiastic manner. She opened her home and her files to me, gave me access to her personal papers, offered me glimpses of her wonderful sense of humour and dug deep into her memory bank to provide me with more stories and images than I ever dreamed of. It was a rare privilege to work with her.
I
have known Elizabeth Hawley for 45 years or more. When she settled in Kathmandu she quickly became a member of that unique group of people who added colour and vitality to a city that had only reÂcently moved into the new age â people like Inger and Boris Lissanevitch, Desmond Doig, Father Moran, Barbara Adams, Jimmy Roberts and, maybe to a lesser degree, myself.
In her early days, she was a researcher in New York, but she soon found that dull. She started travelling around the world and revelled in new experiences and adventures. She was a brave woman, never afraid to meet challenges or to travel in areas of uncertainty and possible danger.
Finally, Nepal became her home; she enjoyed the people, the culÂture and the intense political changes. She knew everyone she considÂered worth knowing, and when she became a Reuters correspondent she dispatched dramatic stories of the remarkable happenings that were so frequent in Kathmandu and on the Himalayan peaks. Her old-model Volkswagen was recognized by everyone, and if anything of consequence was going on, then Elizabeth and her
VW
would be there, too.
Elizabeth was never a climber, but she interviewed every Himalayan expedition passing through Kathmandu and, on their return, reported on their adventures and their successes or failures. No one has a wider knowledge of Himalayan mountaineering than Elizabeth. She is respected and admired by all the famous climbers.
She played an important role in the establishment of Col. Jimmy Roberts's Mountain Travel trekking agency. She is a formidable lady and does not suffer fools easily, but she is kind and generous to those she admires.
When I established the Himalayan Trust and started building schools and hospitals for the people in the mounÂtains, Elizabeth Hawley became a godsend to us. She was our executive officer and supervised our programs and finances with remarkable common sense and wisdom. Our Sherpa staff admired and respected her, as we did, and they worked together as a most effective team.
So Elizabeth continued to work energetically on all her projects, be
it reporting on Himalayan climbing, guiding the Himalayan Trust proÂgrams, or serving as honorary consul for New Zealand in Nepal. She is a woman of efficiency and courage who does everything well. She is widely respected around the world and has, in consequence, received many important decorations and awards.
I am particularly pleased that her unique and eventful life has fiÂnally been documented, as she has lived through interesting times, in fascinating places, with some remarkable people.
May she long remain her very special, formidable self.
Ed Hillary
2005
I came to Nepal. I never planned to stay. I just never left.
â Elizabeth Hawley
I
was well aware of Elizabeth Hawley's formidable reputation as the “grande dame” of the Himalaya and foremost authority on climbÂing in Nepal. She has been described as the single most reliable source of statistics on Himalayan climbing and “a one-woman Nepal Himalayan mountaineering institution.” So when The Mountaineers Books asked me if I would be interested in writing her biography, I was intrigued, sensing there must be a remarkable personality behind that reputation. I had previously corresponded with Elizabeth on various mountain matters through my work with the Banff MounÂtain Festivals, but our contact had been cursory at best. What was her story? How â and why â did this woman from Middle America create such a unique role for herself as the doyenne of the world's highest mountains? Despite prolific mountaineering reports and published articles written by her over the course of 40 years, almost nothing had been written
about
her. This surprised me, until I started talking to people who know her.
With discouraging unanimity, her acquaintances warned me that Elizabeth is an unequivocally private woman and, despite her having led a fascinating life in Nepal and elsewhere, they doubted she would reveal much of interest to me. All had asked her about her past, and her typical response was to hand over a one-page bio that revealed the basic facts: date of birth: 1923; citizenship: American; occupations: journalist, honorary consul, Himalayan chronicler. New Zealand guide Russell Brice has known her for 30 years, but even he could offer no insight into her personal life.
It was apparently hard work getting to know Elizabeth Hawley. American climber Carlos Buhler met her for the first time on an exÂpedition in Nepal in 1979, when he was in his early 20s. He was focused
on the climbing at hand and the logistics that had to be sorted out before leaving Kathmandu, so when she called him for an interview he was not enthused. “She was nosy and I didn't know her from Adam, and I thought, âWow! Goodness gracious, who is this gal?'” Looking back, he estimates it took at least five trips to Asia to begin to know her and appreciate what she was doing â “Sort of like your mother's antiques,” he says. “I feel lucky that I went back and saw through that initial period of consternation and confusion about who she was.” But even after dozens of meetings with Elizabeth, Buhler doesn't think he ever “cracked her.” She is just as abrupt with him now as she was in 1979. Only his reaction has changed: “I'm not offended by it â I love her for all of those reasons. While at the beginning, I just didn't have enough life experience to know where to put this type of person.”
Eleanor Schwartz, a good friend and colleague from Elizabeth's 20s, implored me to do more than list her accomplishments. “Try to capture her personality,” she urged. Even though it might be difficult, “Elizabeth is worth the effort.”
Heather Macdonald, Elizabeth's assistant in Nepal for a time, once approached her about writing a biography. Elizabeth responded that it would be a waste of paper. Heather knew there were great stories tucked away in this woman's memory, but she was not successful in drawing them out. When she asked Elizabeth why she stayed in Nepal, her answer was vague: “I came to Nepal. I never planned to stay. I just never left.” Despite her reluctance to talk about herself, Elizabeth always leaves an impression â of mystery.