Last weekend, a family and our community lost Ryan Alan Murray Triplett. Ryan was, among other things, a climber… and while I don't believe we met, he and his wife are friends of friends of mine. We are a close knit crowd here… I am beginning to feel like it is about two degrees of separation in the local climbing community, max.
The news coverage is out there… But this quick post isn't about news.
My first thoughts turned to where they always do when I hear about an accident… Thinking about what distinguishes my choices from his. Just as suddenly, though, the thought came to mind that the lines between the risks we all embrace in order to live the lives we love are painfully narrow.
I have no "bow" to tie here… No wisdom to share… No "at least…" to give consolation. There is a lot of that going around, so if that is what helps you process this, visit the various news sites and climbing forums. All I can share are condolences with Ryan's friends and family, including the furry child (his dog) who has been mentioned in the news coverage, and his wife Jen. Word is that a memorial is in the works for this weekend, likely at Discovery Park in Seattle. I will post an update when there is one.
In the meantime, live your life with love and happiness. I plan to take my own advice on that one.
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- a painful to read tribute was posted on cascadeclimbers.com here.
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