The Third Pole is an absolutely captivating story of mystery, intrigue, and danger that offers a fresh perspective on one of the 20th century's biggest obsessions. There has been a lot of high-quality reporting of the extent of commercialization and packaging that has constrained exploratory potential and substantially reduced the technical rigor needed to climb the world's tallest peak, but Synnott's work here stands out in its thorough discussion of the political and social context of this commercialization, the deep ties to colonialism, the ethical dilemmas of environmental conservation and the use of aids like supplemental oxygen, and the pinnacle of moral conundrums involved in the seemingly unavoidable question of whether to rescue another summiteer in distress or complete your own quest. I came for the mystery and stayed for the exceptional exposition on some of the biggest questions surrounding Mt. Everest expeditions today.
Beginning as a mission with a whole host of moral superiority, Synnott and his team set out specifically not to summit (indeed, even pitching their expedition as "anti-Everest"), but strictly to locate the body of Sandy Irvine, one of two men widely believed to have summited Mt. Everest from the north in 1924, decades before the much better-documented success of the Chinese in 1960. While the body of Irvine's partner, George Mallory, was discovered in 1999, Irvine's had yet to be definitively located, although there was wide speculation about where it was likely to be found. Armed with a drone to scope out the area before they made the climb--getting the drone to fly at that altitude was itself a magnificent achievement--the team set out on a journey that was bound to significantly bend quite a few rules, if not outright break them.
On their quest to the top, Synnott and his team encountered all of the usual hazards faced by the average summiteer: unfavorable weather, struggles with acclimatization, health effects from embolisms to sudden-onset neurological issues, and gear issues, aside from just pure exhaustion. But they also faced tremendous barriers specific to their unique goal, including Chinese spies embedded in their sherpa crew, political barriers to getting the drone into the country and operating it, and a full-blown disinformation campaign from the Chinese government resulting in a sherpa mutiny. What they did not have to contend with was the absolutely insane queueing that took place on Mt. Everest in the spring 2019 season and jeopardized dozens of lives from overcrowding alone. All because they gambled on the weather.
The story of Mallory and Irvine is quite an interesting one itself, although it gets a bit lost in everything else going on in this book. Even though the team did not end up turning up Irvine's body, I felt a surprising lack of disappointment. The search was no longer the main feature, and there was so much other knowledge to be gained. In particular, I became incredibly invested in the story of Kam, an Indian woman who managed to summit, but was so slow that her team (including her climbing sherpa) left her behind for dead, and placed her descent in considerable jeopardy. Her story brought up all of the moral questions around the marketing of Everest expeditions that make all of the danger seem surmountable, the question of when it is right to stop and assist another climber and when all you are doing is putting yourself in jeopardy, and all of the trauma that comes with watching others die and coming so close to death yourself. And yet her story was just one of many that brought up all of these issues.
I also did very much appreciate the consideration Synnott gave to descriptions of the pay disparities in American and local guides, the evolution of local outfitters and the socioeconomic context of how dramatically the balance has changed in the last ten years, and the true outsourcing of significant levels of risk to sherpas (that has been well-covered elsewhere in recent years as well). I also appreciated the level of mostly honest dialogue about how some of the decisions his team made had much greater repercussions for their sherpas than themselves. Overall, he's definitely still an American who thinks he should be able to do what he wants when he wants (and even overtly states that toward the end), but the weight given to the impact of these highly commercialized expeditions on the sherpas did surpass my expectations.
In sum, The Third Pole is an engrossing read that I consumed in almost a single sitting, and I highly recommend it to anyone with a penchant for outdoor adventuring. Much thanks to NetGalley and Dutton for the eARC in exchange for the review.