text: Good for you, I retired from my alpine career. My crampons, axes and rope are put away.  After dozens of terrifying close calls, I ask as any older climber must, has my luck run out?
  
  When I do go high, I depend on ski patrol to be there, otherwise I'm going about in the woods where mountains are not nearly as deadly. 
  
  I hope your family never knows the feeling climbers experience when it goes bad.