There is precious little in civilization to appeal to a yeti.

I did have my moments of despair. It was certainly not - it's not an experience I would like to have again. And then June came along.

I was a dreamer when I was at high school and even primary school. I used to dream about doing adventurous things.

When you're climbing at high altitudes, life can get pretty miserable.

When you go to the mountains, you see them and you admire them. In a sense, they give you a challenge, and you try to express that challenge by climbing them.

I always refused to give in if there was some argument with my father. Whether it was true or not, I refused to admit it and so often I would - well, tell lies, perhaps. I would either do that or change the story. Particularly if I felt that my father was being unjust, then I was very strongly motivated to not accept his ruling.

It is not the mountain we conquer, but ourselves.