An abrupt reminder of life’s fine line

By Meggan Wenbourne


I heard the news over dinner last night and lost my appetite … I thought it was a mistake. Wait, what? Dean Potter? One of the greatest monkeys of all time, a pioneer of the vertical world.

Hearing the news of tragedy within a community I identify with and care for so much hits very close to home for me. In the case of last night’s fatal BASE jumping accident, it’s hard to imagine I was enjoying my Saturday evening with lots of laughter and joy, while Dean and his friend Graham Hunt lay broken in the forest.  Life is chaos and sometimes is not fair.

Although I believe this pair of tragedies ended two lives too suddenly, I feel they left this world doing something they truly loved which is a small silver lining to an otherwise very sad event.

My thoughts go out to those left with holes in their hearts near and far, for we are all at a loss. Please cherish every day and every adventure.

Rest in Peace, Dean and Graham.

Learn more about legendary climber Dean Potter in this Rock and Ice article: Dean Potter Killed in Wingsuit Accident in Yosemite.

Meg-IndiansMeggan Wenbourne is an avid climber, mountain biker and backpacker who works and plays in Santa Cruz, CA. She spends her time traveling to the mountains as often as possible to get lost in the pine trees and explore the granite rock of the Sierra Nevada range and has recently developed an obsession with the desert and its red rocks. When not away on an adventure, she can be found eating burritos and training at Pacific Edge Climbing Gym, riding amazing trails in the Santa Cruz Mountains or nestled away in her cozy tiny house with cookies and adventure reading.