It's All Bullshit On Everest These Days.

I Would Have Said That During The Early Days Of My Life There Was Never A Moment When I Wasn't Fit. We Worked Extremely Hard On The Beekeeping Line, And Both My Brother And I Used To Compete, Particularly When We Were Collecting Honey. We Would Each Have An 80-pound Box Of Honey And We Would Race Up The Hill On The Tuakau Track And Race Back Down. We Just Raced All The Time, And We Used To Keep Very Fit Indeed.

The Explorers Of The Past Were Great Men And We Should Honour Them. But Let Us Not Forget That Their Spirit Lives On. It Is Still Not Hard To Find A Man Who Will Adventure For The Sake Of A Dream Or One Who Will Search, For The Pleasure Of Searching, Not For What He May Find.

Everest You Won't Change, But I Will Get Better...i Will Conquer You.

It Is Not The Mountain We Conquer, But Ourselves.

If The Going Is Tough And The Pressure Is On, If The Reserves Of Strength Have Been Drained And The Summit Is Still Not In Sight, Then The Quality To Seek In The Person Is Neither Great Strength Nor Quickness Of Hand, But Rather A Resolute Mind Firmly Set On Its Purpose That Refuses To Let Its Body Slack Or Rest.