How well an individual responds physically at elevation depends on a couple of things. Some argue that O+ blood type carries oxygen better in their blood than others and that makes the difference. Others argue that you need to take Viagra or similar drugs to encourage better uptake of oxygen in the blood. Still others have come up with complex methods to acclimatize where a climber will proceed up the mountain and then come back down and then traverse a little higher and come back down.
MountEverest.net puts it like this, “The lack of oxygen at altitude cause your body to need more red oxygen carrying blood cells. Each new blood cell will pick up oxygen from the air and hurry it to your tissues. Your spine will therefore soon start to produce this new blood.”
So it seems that helping your body produce red blood cells is the name of the game. What if you could consume a natural element that helped you achieve this?
“The health benefits of copper include proper growth of the body…increased red blood cell formation.” Check out the full article on copper at Organic Facts.
Is Copper the answer? If so, how will you get this element in your diet daily? A good whole foods multivitamin might be one way. How about a copper vessel to carry your water in? Its a great way to avoid the chemicals in plastic containers.
I personally have several of these vessels and allow raw water straight out of the ground to sit in them overnight before I consume the water. This allows copper to permeate the water. Try it!
Count Leo Tolstoy to Valeria Arsenev
November 2, 1856
I already love in you your beauty, but I am only beginning to love in you that which is eternal and ever precious – your heart, your soul. Beauty one could get to know and fall in love with in one hour and cease to love it as speedily; but the soul one must learn to know. Believe me; nothing on earth is given without labor, even love, the most beautiful and natural of feelings.
I believe my wife to be the most beautiful woman, but there is more to our relationship that the outward attraction of the physical. When I first read Tolstoy’s letter to her she asked me to read it again. Her response was “oh wow” (so I encourage you men to read it to your wives- fire for effect. And not just for the one night stand: practice it!). It is easy to be the moth attracted to the flame as I still am. However, there is a commitment to my life long mate that works beneath the surface and sees “us” as a future. The singer/entertainer Lana Del Rey asks “Will you still love me when I’m no longer young and beautiful?”
I have always been fascinated with machines. Land Rovers in general. No, I’m not talking about plastic bumpers, high tech electronics that manipulate the good vibrations you feel through the seat. I’m talking about a motor, a gas pedal, maybe a heater that works in the summer, simple no frills attached reliability. Old hoopty.
It all started when my dad would tell us boys stories of his college days and exploring old farms and mountain trails in his 1965 Land Rover 109. How he would load it up with friends and just go. Eventually I came upon the Camel Trophy events and was fascinated by the exploration and adventure associated.
Through the years we’ve managed to have a few adventures of our own on the miles of forest roads through the National Forests and the old deteriorated logging trails.
One night recently we trekked up into a favorite secluded spot we used to hit in our high school days. We were celebrating Isaiah Goodall’s 30th birthday and he was down from DC to do man things. We made “hobo” meals in aluminum foil and threw them on the fire. Had a few rounds, talked about our women and the troubles they cause, ate our meals, enjoyed the cool breeze, climbed trees, pushed each other around, shouted out loud because it felt so amazing in the hills, and eventually sat back down around the fire and stared at it like men. Eventually the serious/deep conversation started. You know the kind that puts men to sleep. Right before we turned in for the night a pathetic Toyota all duded out came flying down the road. It was obvious by the slurring that these boys had too much to drink. We told them to get lost in a nice way. They asked us if we were gay and then pulled a 9mm pistol out and fired multiple rounds who knows where and sped off. We didn’t really move or say much. “Huh.” Sat around a little longer and then all fell retired to the tent.
My brother works as a 911 dispatcher and waited until the morning to collect the spent casings.
Where we live the wind never seems to stop. We have lived here on an exposed knoll for about three years and it recently occurred to me that our children have never flown a kite before. I was even captivated to see the kites take off. It seems its in man to want to climb higher (unless you are scared of heights).
So much busyness in America. If there was only more time to climb! It seems that we live to work here. In other places people work to live– just making enough to scrape by. We have such an abundance in the USA, but never seem to have time. I suppose theoretically if we worked less we would have more time.
I am starting this “blog” because I am making time. I hope you enjoy.