Why do people climb? How the hell do I know? Answers to this perennial question range from Mallory's rather facetious (I think) "Because it's there" to (again) Mallory's enigmatic "If you ask the question, there can be no answer."
Personally, I dig another version of Mallory's statement. Like, "We climb because it's there and we're mad!" How else could you explain freezing your ass off, battling heat and thirst, scaring yourself to death just to get up some rock face or mountain peak. Rock climbing is especially questionable in this respect. In basic mountain climbing the object is to reach the summit by any or the easiest route possible. In rock climbing it's not really necessary to reach a summit; the game seems to amount to finding the most difficult ways of getting nowhere.