When Nick focussed on the missing skiers and the attempts to find them, the book was engaging. However, too much of the text was trying to 'prove' that Kosciuszko has some deep cultural meaning to Australians. I think this is overblown and no matter how many examples he threw up in trying to persuade me that we have some huge reverence for this particular mountain, the arguments were unconvincing. Kosciuszko is no Uluru. I've climbed it many times and yeah, it's fantastic but that's because of the surrounding scenery, not because of the mountain (you'd barely know you were on the peak). The highlight for me was reading why Seaman's Hut is named such. I spent my buck's night in Seaman's hut and now knowing its history, this experience has been enhanced for me!