In reply to Alison Stockwell:
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> Maybe. I thought the self-reflective part at the end was the best bit and did shed a better light on the bloke.
He's a dude Alison, not a bloke, nor in this piece is he a new age dude, or New Dude (new man in UK parlance). I liked it because firstly because the article kept my attention to the end, that's my first rule I have to be engaged. Second I found it interesting because it describes the male-female climbing partner dynamic from the point-of-view of the writer, Terry. Thirdly, it's honest. Fourthy it is so 'Starsky and Hutch', so late 1970's early 1980's Yosemite climbing. Yes you could describe it as a tad cheezy, hence the graphic. No it's not a literary masterpiece and has no pretensions to be that.
You are right to point out his reflection at the end. "At the time, there were very few women that climbed or even associated with climbers. Although Suzanne was from Oklahoma, she and her kind were a complete enigma to us." I get the impression that Terry has quite a few women climbing partners these days and it would be interesting to hear a follow-up piece written today about a recent experience.
As regards the writer's attitude to women. You cannot judge an attitude by one piece of writing.
And I'll say it again, as I did above, yes thoughts like Terry's do enter a males head when he is climbing with a woman (and may I add vica-versa)...not always, sometimes, not for everyone.
I liked this sentence too, when the horny dog just realised she just wanted to climb, "I was stunned. Like the slug I was, I pulled in my horns, and would have slimed myself inside the crack behind the ledge, if it had only been big enough." That'll serve him right for jumping to conclusions.
Mick