Having read Bill Kerig's book, The Edge of Never, last week, I still can't let go of the vivid picture Bill painted of The Tribe...those legendary skiers we have all seen in movies such as the Blizzard of Ahhs... who so willingly gave of their knowledge and experience in order for young Kye Petersen to trace his father's path (the late, great Trevor Petersen) into and through the snow of Chamonix that claimed his life.
I now wonder what went through Kye's mind as he made his way through such a memorable journey; how it felt to be under the proverbial wing of Plake, Hattrup, Anselme Baud and Stephane Dan ("Fan Fan") or how it felt to be the subject of Kerig's memorable work.
The pictures on http://theedgeofnever.com are superb and help to show the enormity of what was physically conquered, yet only Kye Petersen truly knows the depth of what was psychologically conquered.
Thank you for such a magnificent piece of work Bill; I appreciated reading this book more than I could possibly tell you.
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