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a distribution of possible outcomes, some good, some great, some bad, and some
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very bad. Lucky or not, those possibilities aren't usually random, some outcomes
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are more likely than others. So now I had to weigh the odds that we could summit
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and decend before it started raining. The main danger for climbers in the rain is
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and descend before it started raining. The main danger for climbers in the rain is
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lightning. For a quick primer check out this Climbing Magazine article,
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[Don't Get Struck By Lightning](https://www.climbing.com/skills/learn-this-laws-of-lightning/).
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my second, and I knew there was another pair of anchors just up ahead. I felt confident
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so I decided to start simul-climbing, and I yelled down to my partner, "START CLIMBING!"
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A 60-meter rope is almost 200-ft long, and in the vastness, sounds get blown away, so I
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just started yanking on the rope forcing him to follow me upward. This worked for a few
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just started pulling on the rope forcing him to follow me upward. This worked for a few
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feet but then I was yanked to a stop. I could see the next pair of anchors, but they were
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just out of reach. I turned around to start screaming frantic, feeling the buzz
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of adrenalin shoot into my veins, when I saw my partner take off his backpack. I was
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of adrenaline shoot into my veins, when I saw my partner take off his backpack. I was
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completely confused. Dread crept into my bones as I saw something flutter off into
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the breeze, but I was quickly filled with relief as my partner slung his backpack
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and lept upward. I flew to the anchors, clipped them like a baby hugging his mother

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