The Year: Nineteen sixty-something

All photos © 1965 Tom McCrumm

It wasn't the worse of times but for many of us it would be the most "something" of times of our lives, 1964, 65, 66,.....


This is the first thing you saw after that "climb" up the hill from Marble. In the days to come that hill would be nothing compared to some others

There was the ropes course and the wall.

Then we got down to business, learning the mountains.

Walking on ice meant learning how to use an ice axe to save yourself and others.

Getting to the top was the idea.

Then, of course, there was the rappel and the marathon.

A burma bridge here and there was preparation for something later down the road, though most of us had no clue, except an Uncle named Sam.

Despite ourselves and the mountains we seemed to enjoy it.

The trek back home always took us past familiar places which became old friends.

I don't think we would have missed it for the world.

As Peter has shown us little has changed in Marble. Think about going back.